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She
Choked
On
Air
Mixed
With
Salt
Touched
Tears

Fabric
Ripped
Carelessly
From
Her
Body

Echoing
Cackles
Of
The
Witches
Laughs

Their
Words
Piercing
A
Layer
Of
Insecurity
That
The
Winter
Hated
Cat
Stole

Her
Heart
Frantic...

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She was dying

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