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White shadows lay abandoned.

Mirrored bodies, breathe their corpses.

Smeared with ash, men suffer for burials;

While I wait through masks of ‘Him’:

Mercy drips its ebony prayers.

A Shepard of vultures.

Leeches plunge in skin baths of plague

Solitary fires purge in smoke.

Handcraft the devil’s delight.

Whispers rattle in punctured grounds of death.