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As my fingertips passed through blinding majesty and brushed the dazzling curve of the angel’s lips, I ascended; greeted by the edge of Heaven.

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It was a gray Sunday, and the leviathan had washed ashore overnight; mountainous and stinking, its maw drooling half-dissolved scraps of the lost.

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She waded, slowly—deeper into the marsh.

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Upon the ashen field of war; both horror and beauty in her step.

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His eyes glinted and splintered with the constellation of shattered windshield glass.

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They pulled her from the lake as the sun crowned the trees in fire.

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The horse that was not a horse turned its blasphemous head and sneered.

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The cracked, colorless ring of stones leered, and bade him lean in closer, closer.

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“The medicine goes down with honey the medicine goes down with honey the medicine goes down.”

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The gentle swirls and eddies of the rain on the shallowly slanted roof gave way to thunderous, fervent drumming, which was soon drowned out by an omnipresent, crushing groan.

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As my fingertips passed through blinding majesty and brushed the dazzling curve of the angel’s lips, I ascended; greeted by the edge of Heaven.	11
It was a gray Sunday, and the leviathan had washed ashore overnight; mountainous and stinking, its maw drooling half-dissolved scraps of the lost.	10
She waded, slowly—deeper into the marsh.	10
Upon the ashen field of war; both horror and beauty in her step.	10
His eyes glinted and splintered with the constellation of shattered windshield glass.	9
They pulled her from the lake as the sun crowned the trees in fire.	9
The horse that was not a horse turned its blasphemous head and sneered.	9
The cracked, colorless ring of stones leered, and bade him lean in closer, closer.	9
“The medicine goes down with honey the medicine goes down with honey the medicine goes down.”	9
The gentle swirls and eddies of the rain on the shallowly slanted roof gave way to thunderous, fervent drumming, which was soon drowned out by an omnipresent, crushing groan.	8