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It was then I read the words
Black ornaments of hollowness
A message dark as an empty closet
Whispered by silence.
They spoke;
We believe she is dead.
In my mind, a simple thought
Found its way to the labyrinth
Behind the fallen moon
Of hidden answers
Am I dead?
While unseen perhaps
And unheard of
The answer remains
Simply hidden
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Submission Name: What befalls thee?
