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Moonlight filters
shadowed ground. Double-edged sword swept around. Crimson shadows stagger about. Death for sure, life without. Hatred’s many eyes. Murder, death’s bray. Other love, murder can come from above. Explain life’s death against death’s life. Nothing seems right. Moonlight shines crimson blood. Shadows lay below. SKEA
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