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Daily Death

A daily death, a picture faint, a daisy tear, a bleeding saint.
And septic  love, a loyal pang,  a level dead, an attic  bane. 
Awake the ache, aflame the drum, adrift the night, a mystic
Flood. For cryptic  flare, a spirit force, a wave of love, a
Human source. And culture pride, a subtle wedge, the walk
Of blood, a woven hedge. But dreary death, a common
Thread, a dungeon fate, a mortal dread. And life to love, a
Fertile trial, the lux of flame, a crooked smile.

And daily death, a picture faint, a daisy tear, a bleeding saint.
My villain mare, a major mar,  a vicious soul, a vapid  scar.
And tragic heart, the brine  of blood, a brilliant depth, a tragic
Love. For privy pain, a private hell, a haven hex, a psychic
Cell. And deadly womb, a wicked pulse, a passion wound, a
Private ghost.

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