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Pungent aromas of rotting debris

Covered up by the smell of decay

Buried beneath layers of quagmire

A haven of maggots feast on decay

Hidden inside the half-eaten womb

Under the surface laying with filth

Bodies resembling a heap of rank compost

Lest to reside in gelatinous glop

Posthumous gasses rising from within, infected with grime

Stench starts seeping, asphyxiated by rancid dead corpses

Bodies extracted from this cruel tomb

Siphoning through putrid flesh piles

Piecing together this grizzly puzzle

A forensic nightmare begins to unfold

Searching for clues in this primordial swamp

Salvaging limbs and various parts

Identification a difficult task

Number of victims a mere holocaust

There are bodies, there are bodies, there are bodies

There are bodies in the quagmire