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The Withering Actress

Thursday, December 13, 2012. The nonexistent deathbed provides the old lady her wit. Rolling around inside the crowds tongue. Nothing to see, as if the blue dead womans little arm were in a rescue vehicle. A site of common. Mary, Mother of God, she gasps. She was an actress. Famed for her talent was she. Released to a mortuary, a burial plot, a souvenir. Anyones corpse in a movie can take the prize. Our decision, and yet probably not, that the girl. Twice die in her car. A celebrity drawn to hell.

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Thursday, December 13, 2012. The nonexistent deathbed provides the old lady her wit. Rolling around inside the crowds tongue. Nothing to see, as if the blue dead womans little arm were in a rescue vehicle. A site of common. Mary, Mother of God, she gasps. She was an actress. Famed for her talent was she. Released to a mortuary, a burial plot, a souvenir. Anyones corpse in a movie can take the prize. Our decision, and yet probably not, that the girl. Twice die in her car. A celebrity drawn to hell.

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