Third Libra

[third libra]

<a name="#t2">Part Two</a>
<a href="#016">Leaving the Dark Behind Her</a>
<a href="#017">Faceless</a>
<a href="#018">The Other Side</a>
<a href="#019">Lie in Reality</a>
<a href="#020">I Am</a>
<a href="#021">Tonight's End</a>
<a href="#022">Hell</a>
<a href="#023">The Passing</a>
<a href="#024">My dog is the antichrist</a>
<a href="#025">Mistress of Death (revised)</a>
<a href="#026">I Am Michael</a>
<a href="#027">Waiting With a Pack of Sandwiches</a>
<a href="#028">Reaper's Cries (song)</a>
<a href="#029">Together Apart</a>
<a href="#030">Buried Memory</a>
<a href="#031">You</a>
<a href="#032">A Kiss</a>
<a href="#033">For You</a>
<a href="#034">Missing</a>
<a href="#035">Letting Go</a>
<a href="#036">You</a>
<a href="#037">Man Faded in Heartless</a>
<a href="#038">Jaded Faces</a>
<a href="#039">What the Future Holds</a>
<a href="#040">Dream</a>
<a href="#041">Inked in Blood</a>
<a href="#042">Thoughts of an Impressionable Fool</a>
<a href="#043">Dark Room</a>
<a href="#044">Some People Don't Know</a>
<a href="#045">Lost In Sorrow</a>
<a href="#046">Ignis Fatuus</a>
<a href="#047">Obsession for Love</a>
<a href="#048">Fight Club</a>
<a href="#049">Insomnia</a>
<a href="#050">I close my eyes</a>
<a href="#051">Pure</a>

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<a name="#016">Leaving the Dark Behind Her</a>

Now she's leaving the dark behind her.
She's found a way out.
No more wanting to die,
but wanting to rid her deamons.
Now she's leaving the dark behind her,
the aching that left her down...

Now she's only a few feet from that backdoor.
Only a few steps in front of her past.
Almost all the way from that image in the mirror.
That image of that bloody face.
Now she's only a few feet from that backdoor.
Only a few feet from her heaven...
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<a name="#017">Faceless</a>

I once knew a woman
who loved all her days.
She ran every time
to see the sun crash the plain.
But she was married to a man
who hated the day.
He would gaze at the moon,
he loved it's grey.
His life was cursed
with a faceless figure.
Death was his only comfort.
His life was torture.
He just wished he faded away.
I once knew a man
who had no face.
I still know him.
I still see him.
I should know,
he's got my face.
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<a name="#018">The Other Side</a>

Why is it so cold here,
here in my own room?
Why does it smell like blood here?
The stench filling my head.
Why do I feel so comfortable here,
here in my lonely position?
I guess this is what it feels like,
when you give up the game.
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<a name="#019">Lie in Reality</a>

I'll give you a mirror
that'll show you hell.
If you just stick with me,
and watch the blood flow down the hill.
Feel your heart thicken
as you witness the eternal sorrow.
The sorrow we call humanity.
Feel your tears lessen
as you realize reality.
The heaven we keep in our heads
is only another name for death.
Another idea to comfort ourselves.
But the only true ending
is the lifeless picture of our dead shells.
We our stuck here forever.
We are stuck in our own hell.
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<a name="#020">I Am</a>

Death
Died
I am
for I lied
Sin
Is there a such thing
Selfish
that I am
I want nothing but that great feeling
Jealous
that I am
For I do not have that great feeling
Death
What a bittersweet ending...
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<a name="#021">Tonight's End</a>

Death carefully casts a stalking whisper down my neck.
I can feel him on the edge of hostility...yet...
I know he couldn't or wouldn't hurt a fly.

A rose,
covered in his own blood,
floats onto the bed beside my lap.
A common invitation from this aesthetical messenger.

A verbal conversation creeps into the room,
adding another omniscent presence into the air.
But yet
the message could barely be heard
and so delicate it would break upon the mere thought.

The phantom dialouge persists between Death and the unknown.
I am merely a shadow of their obsession.

Am I the one to die tonight?
Alone with no one to join me in death...
Am I the one...

But still,
I am a shadow for these beings.
I have still have not had an answer.

Shall I stay
or shall I go...
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<a name="#022">Hell</a>

I cascade down this eternal pit.
Total emptiness fills this hole.
Seems like I've been falling forever
down to a place to steal my soul.
Down, down, down.
Walls full of emptiness surround me.
Soon I'm engulfed by a morbid presence.
The wind stalls and the ground breaks into me.
In a staggering manner
I stand up.
Still I wabble and shake
but nothing causing me to fall.
I look around me
and I gasp in disguist.
I bend down to pick up a human bone.
Flesh and blood still on various parts of the stone.
Tossing it away, I ask myself where have I been.
Around me I see a floor engulfed by bone, rats, skin.
Not to mention the blood covering the floor,
along with it's familiar stench.
Now I now where I am.
I'm in a death hole.
A place to eat my soul within.
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<a name="#023">The Passing</a>

This is, uh, my first haiku. So tell me if it's a good start, please.

Death's kiss upon my lips.
A welcoming home from this estranged place.
Peace...
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Well, here's your prize! "Enjoi" or be killed.
See the original post here My Dog is the Antichrist

<a name="#024">My dog is the antichrist</a>

My dog is the antichrist
He eats cheese and rice
He made love late last night
That's why he's the antichrist

He drinks Smirnoff Ice
He terrorizes children at night
He worships women's underwear
That's why he's the antichrist

Burn down the towns
And blow up the villages!

He's a victim of the judicial system
Too bad his parents never missed him
Always dying to piss them off
Now's he's unemployed playing golf

Burn down the towns
And blow up the villages!
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Poetry from the Dark Side

See the original post here Mistress of Death (revised)
<a name="#025">Mistress of Death (revised)</a>

<font face=times new roman>Dance d’amour our dance of death.
Dance so beautifully, fluently transient
As we continue our soulless kiss of death.


My Juliet,
Let Valentine’s end bitter sweetly.
Let it lay on thy tongue lingeringly.
Here, but now, is done.

(Le soir nous embrasser).

But shall we fear the Reaper?
Her dancing days now for our eyes?
In eternity we shall drown underground.
( Her grave)
Our new life, dwindling in her death, is found.


Below the surface of these naïve romantic eyes
I kiss your Paris lit lips passionately and soft.
Ready and quick I am to bleed you and I
With our razorblade romance to tear our life apart.

We have become like they are…
Destroyed in dreams, hearts, and love (as death).
The world and we have grown apart,
By seas of blood red (they cease to exist).
…choking with blood tasting our lungs and lips.

The black fabric on your body rubs smoothly along
your fair gothic girl skin,
As you dance so beautifully, fluently transient
On top of the graves forgotten.

Closer… the demons have filled our hearts
With acid-like fear blurring our eyes,
And burning our tongues.
We as well burn in their flames,
As the porridge (our souls) is poured out.

In this evening we kiss.
Our hearts are destroyed…
I can’t take my eyes off of you
As Death flirts with your lips, enjoyed.
As you smell those rosy corpses.

Witness the world go wrong
As Death is in love with us.
Haunt us, find us, kill us, keep us.
We fear her… as the Reaper lusts.

(As she holds our hearts.)

I watch as the darken sullen clouds embrace you;
Cutting you.
As you bleed me a river.
Now bloody is this cruel home.

I welcome your sweet 666, as we touch.

Within the cruelty of love we kiss the coldest kiss!
Our souls are torn apart, to linger under the sun, the moon.
Still bleeding are the tears of our forgotten bliss!
In shadows we waste the dawn and moon.

There is nothing we can do (as we are lost).

Mistress of Death
You’ve stolen my soul and I
Crumbled into a feeble hooded ghost.
Embedded on your poisonous lips,
We kiss Death as death is close. </font>
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See the original post here I am Michael
<a name="#026">I An Michael</a>
Winner: Teen Poem of the Week: January 31, 2004


Mephetic fumes filling empty spaces of this body
Ignorantly blissful slow suicidal death realized
Channeling through this mind slowly but noticably
Holding like a renholder for dull pain and apathy
A reason for living, speaking, hearing, moving, being unclear
Every reason for death, nothing, ending, killing in my ear
Let it be the end of the world seen through my eyes and death



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Admin note:
Nominated for Teen Poem of the Week on 1/22/2004
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Admin note:
I've hijacked this reply to start a listing of Michael's poems that haven't seen the light of day in over a year. They will eventually be catalogued above in a linked fashion. Until then, some of the links above may not work. I'll try to preserve as much of the material I can before the automatic purge engine deletes them from the website.

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<a name="#027">Waiting With a Pack of Sandwiches</a>

I want you.
I want us to escape from this place.
Just too dark here,
Where everybody has everything
Yet everybody has nothing.
Let us escape to a place
Where nothing is everything
And the night could hide us in her love.
So lovely.
Wouldn’t it be?
Join me.
I beg you.
I want you forever with me.
I’ll be waiting
With a gun and a pack of sandwiches.
I can already see us,
Hand in hand,
In the bliss of the night’s home
Our real home.
I’m ready.
I’m ready.

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<a name="#028">Reaper's Cries (song)</a>

As we kiss
You’re dying.
I can feel it from your lips
Your breathe lies on a whisper.

So we both die,
Into each others lies.
So slowly we subside,
Into the reaper’s cries.

I’m in love with you
And your tears.
I love your despair,
And you’re fears.

So we both die,
Into each others lies.
So slowly we subside,
Into the reaper’s cries.

Die, die, die in you’re love.
Die, die, die, my longing.
Die so slowly.
Die my darling.

So we both die…
So we both die…
So we both die…
Slowly into the reaper’s cries.

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<a name="#029">Together Apart</a>

Hold me still
So I can find myself.
Keep my head in the bend;
Where everything is still.

Hold my hand
So you’re still here.
Keep breathing me in;
I need to feel your sin.

Keep bruising me
So you won’t lose me.

Hold my heart
So you can break it again.
Keep that heart-shaped box
To keep my longing in.

Hold the knife
So you can break me, my friend.
Keep my tears in death’s song
So I can die again.

Keep bruising me
So you won’t lose me.

But I’m lost in death again.

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<a name="#030">Buried Memory</a>

My once chance for love came ‘round too early.
I was naive,
I was so young.
My once chance for love came ‘round too early.
Shy and shallow I was.

Maybe I should have taken the chance, for you were the one.
Now it’s too late,
You are gone…

My memory of you is oh so vague.
Please kiss me again,
Though you’ve never done it before.
Kiss me,
All I can remember is you’re smile.
You’re face.

You’re optimism lit up the day,
While I wish I could have hugged you.
Maybe even kissed you.
Now it’s too late.

Way out of reach, you are, to touch you, now.
I wish you were here…

Wish me sweet dreams,
For my love has come and gone.
Now you show up in my dreams,
But still you’re only a memory.
Goodbye my love.

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<a name="#031">You</a>

Skin so beautiful I am to cry.
The skin belonging an angel in life.
My life.
My angel.
You.
But why are you so divine?
has God forgotten one of his loves?
All the best for me. Now I have you.
My love.
I'm glad you have fallen from heaven
all to be by my side.
My undeserving side.
Thank you.
My love.
My angel.
You.

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<a name="#032">A Kiss</a>

A kiss
You’re kiss
A unison between two loves
A unison between two fools from it all
Two victims
Ignorant of all to beat them
Tragedy
Held behind the door of their love
Sorrow
The price to pay for a jinxed love
You’re epitaph
Your kiss
A kiss

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<a name="#033">For You</a>

We're rotting away
so far from a time it hurts you.
So astray,
I can't stand to be your light.

I am always for you,
waiting for you all this time.
I am dying for you,
bleeding for you all this time.
Cause I am lying for you,
feeding you lies this time.

Cause I can't stand to lose you tonight.

We're falling today,
drowning cause I can't love you.
Forget the pain,
so we can love each other so right.

Cause I am always for you,
and I am dying for you.
Lying for you now,
because I can't stand to lose you tonight.

Cause I can't stand to die with you tonight...

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<a name="#034">Missing</a>

It is not her I miss
It is only the feeling
I miss being loved
I miss loving her
I miss it.

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<a name="#035">Letting Go</a>

Impossible to see me through
the light you so much.
To hope to keep me forever,
hope eternity to keep in touch.
Impossible to keep me, too.
I know my light's too dull.
Soon you'll follow through
and find another to touch.

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<a name="#036">You</a>

Everynight we sing a song.
Sweetly dancing there so long.
Never get tired
Never get tired of our love.

Quickly you put your hand in mine,
creating a love that tests even time.
Always intoxicated
intoxicated by your shine.

I'm in love with you.
Your eyes
softly shaking hands with mine.

We're blind,
singing a song as deadly as your
as your beauty and life.

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<a name="#037">Man Faded in Heartless</a>

I can see the gray leak so fluently
From these tall structures of new.
So coldly detached desolated blue.
The sky itself so emptily aligned
Within tears of clouds.
Just shadows and empty sounds.
Apparent faces of blank interests in life,
Only apathy in everything
Between fools and god’s strife.
But within the crowd you lie in my mind
Softly hidden inside myself disguised.

Oh, but leave me be devil man.
Because of you I cannot stop losing!
Crippled, broken now within
These walls now closen,
Sadly I can feel the pain
The blistering
From your eyes in bitter hate.
All I see in those eyes draconic enmity.
Hell-bent in a deadly animosity.
Hell-bent for controlling me.

Still, slowly the serpents of you
Crawl for my heart.
Lusting.
Craving.
All for the coldest kiss touched.
For now my heart’s love
Is death given.
To grow dim and broken from the poison.
Death in a love hate sensation.
Dead in deep shadows of damnation.

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<a name="#038">Jaded Faces</a>

Jaded faces crowding empty spaces.
Shadows creep to avoid many disgraces.
Eyes stained of tears dried
forming trails of white and black lies.
Disillusioned beauties…
Disheartened friendships…
Deluded loves…
Disappointing life.
Imbedded sorrows aiding inevitable death.
Death indulged in depersonalization.

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<a name="#039">What the Future Holds</a>

Old man is sad.
Old man remembers his past.
All his mistakes have ruined his future.
All his mistakes made in the past.
Now weak with brittle bones,
old man weeps at night.
While at day he stares into the sky,
regretting his decisions.
Old man hates his life.
Now he can't eat solid material,
because his teeth have fallen into the sky.
He would gladly take his life,
but he cannot move an inch.
No more reasons for his to stay in this world.
No more reasons for him to stay alive.
Old man dreams of his youth to return,
but his hopes are gone.
Death now his last resort,
but old man can't leave this world.
Old man is sad.
Old man is gone.

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<a name="#040">Dream</a>

Her hands cover the wounds,
drenched in blood,
with fear, yet security.

Her tears drown the beauty
of her heart's cries...
pleas...
moans.

The death soon to arise
as she realizes
she is to die alone
as she was born alone.

As for everything else in God's eyes.

Her clouded senses come back to life
with her eyes awake to the sunrise.
The dreary night now awake as well.

The sandy eyes of Sleeping Beauty now indifferent
to the night dream.

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<a name="#041">Inked in Blood</a>

My bed. It is you that I sleep upon.
O I know that it is so.
So many memories doused by tears
layered between these sheets.
Much sorrow still needed to be sold. Indeed.
I rest my battered head on your comforted pillow
so regret could be contemplated.
With bind eyes, my hands search for my war-torn paper and pen.
Soon I confess my hatred through the leaking from my veins.
I take upon my blade…
Tip it with not forgiven sorrows.
The blade now dripping misery,
runs along the naked wrist;
composing beautiful sorrows of my mind.
Entrancing muses carved onto the outlines of my skin.
Another record of broken choruses.
Slowly the blade is put away.
Slowly my wrist folded and secluded by the doors.
My bed. It is you that I will now sleep upon…

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<a name="#042">Thoughts of an Impressionable Fool</a>

The end of the world was mine.
My pain and fire.
My jealousy ran wild
ending in the world’s desire.
Their desire to cry.
To scream.
Their desire to die.
No,
they weren’t happy with what they had.
But neither was I.
Though I hardly ever am.
I am only happy when we die.
Just so I can revel in her evil thoughts
and every fucking thing.
So in reality it was coming so quickly;
the ending,
so they could know how it is to bleed.
To bleed life
through every fucking pore
crevice
and possible door.
So die world.
Die in my whole life,
just to fill that omniscient void.
Die.
Die in my red rain
and
suffocating soul.

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<a name="#043">Dark Room</a>

(September 11, 2002)

Left alone
with the emptiness surrounding me,
I'm caught between these walls,
with only one reason to stay.

I cannot get out...

But what have I done,
to be taken away like this?
Why can't my question be answered?
Why can't I see your face?

Once again I feel the fear arise in me.
I'm frightened to see what may happen to me in this dark room.
But where has the light gone?
All I can see is your questionable figure.
Please take me back home.
I cannot stay any longer.

What?
You promised you'd find my parents.
So why am I still down here?
I want to know what you want with me!

Please help me!
Help me get out of here!

I can't find my way out, now.
Mommy...
Daddy...
you'll never see me again.

I can't even breath in this basement air...
What did I do for this...
Maybe I'm too young to see the wrong here...
Too young to see the kidnapper here...

Goodbye, mum...

I know as the black blankets my eyes and body,
I know I'm gone...

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<a name="#044">Some People Don't Know</a>

(September 8, 2002)

Some people don't know my pain.
Some people don't know that I'm insain.
Some people don't know my name.
Or even know that I'm here today.
Some people know me when they see me,
but most people don't care for me, anyway.
Some poeple want to know me,
but most people don't care.
Or at least they say...

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<a name="#045">Lost in Sorrow

Why do you feel the doors closing in?
Is it only that you're trapped in a feeling?
Just take the pill you've found in the droor,
maybe you'll find a way from off the floor.

Oh, this bloody Sunday is torture;
stuck between the silent walls of the day.
Troubled thoughts escaped through your head,
forcing you to cry again.

For your own good, ignore the voices you imagined.
All that's gonna happen is that you're going to die.
So bleed through your innocence.
It'll save you again.

But did you wake up dreading the evening?
Are you fading every morning?
Just forget your demonic dream.
It wasn't at all reality.

What's wrong?
Have you been forsaken?
Left high and dry?
Left out to die?

Forever lost,
in a dead cause?
Dead in you're depression.

What you have is a manic depression;
you're stuck in the hole.

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<a name="#046">Ignis Fatuus</a>

With a hand shadowed across the dried world,
she stretched it into the darkness
only to find nothing in the emptiness.
But her desperation gradually spurred her imagination,
creating the object of her longing
that only her mind could provide.
Her fingers tingled with feeling.
The fingers gently felt around the object
like the eyes that were wrenched from her already abused face.
But her own sense of feeling was a lie,
for her fingers promised nothing.
Only pain
was what they felt.
Only pain
was what she felt.
But the truth is only what you believe
and she believed she held what she craved.
She finally had what she itched with obsession for.
What she, she thirsted for.
What she died for.
She used the tips of her fingers to acquire the taste of the object,
like the tongue that was severed from her filthy mouth.
It was sweet.
Luscious.
Gentle.
Attractive.
Seductive…
Torture…
In her head, she had already obtained her obsession.
But only in her head…
Only in her head…
So wrongly had her senses deceived her
in believing she had what she thirsted for.
What she died for.
But she never had it.
Never will have it.
She’ll never grab her longing,
her love.
Love that she was deprived of.
Love from family.
Love from friends.
Love from her Infatuations.
Love.
Her own chimera.

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<a name="#047">Obsession for Love</a>

Whispers from the night
moan for every tear from my weeping eyes.
With every drop
I know you fall more in love with me
and with my burning.

Those faintly planted kisses,
growing from our lips,
remind me of my vulnerability
for a deadly love like this.
For those kisses bring us closer to our death.

But when your eyes bleed into mine
everything is clear in this dark obsession.
You are mine.
I am yours.
Our lady death is the carrier for our vows.

I know this is right.
The tears fall in align,
clearing everything out.
I need you.
And our need is lust.

We’ve created a faceless crowd.
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<a name="#048">Fight Club</a>

We're born in silence to drown in cacophony.
Swimming in death
below a violent sun.
We live like tribes to make happy the gun,
gradually painting tragic pictures by the bullet.
Sacrifice for the sun.
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<a name="#049">Insomnia</a>

*I'm not much of a funny guy, so be prepaired*

Insomnia is so unfair.
Needed sleep just tossed without care.
So unfair!
On a lighter note I won't be one to die in my sleep.
Much unlike those lucky bastards dreaming of Alice in Wonderland.
Needless to say,
Insomnia sucks.
Another night of surfing the net along with Donal the Duck.
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<a name="#050">I close my eyes…</a>

We talk.
We hug.
We kiss.
We are one.

You take hold of my hand
And it’s like our love has just begun.

I wrap my arms around your body so warm
And we dance in the night, oh so long.

Our lips gently brush together
Passionately creating a burning so strong.

Both our souls intertwine.
Indulging in deathless dark secret love.

I open my eyes…

You are gone.
I am alone.
Alone recreating a perpetual,
Tragedy destined,
Love.

Goodbye.
We’ll kiss again when the reaper collects me.
We will be together again in death ever long.

Goodbye love.
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[third libra]

<a name="#051">Pure</a>

Our love can only be true
pure
in eternity.
Once we both have stolen our last breath,
and returned this borrowed time,
our two souls can intwine
in eternity.
Pure
in death our love is true.
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