.Her dead body smells like flowers...
The first rays of sun...
The dawn lights up her slaughtered throat.
I stroke her arm with my hands.
Her blood is still warm.
How beautiful she is!
I shake her trembling hair>
The grasp she sees
The fatal grasp of the dead .
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