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Text: They are waiting to take us into The Severed Garden. Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful comes death on a strange hour? Unannounced, unplanned for, like a scaring over-friendly guest you've brought to bed. Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as raven's claws. Each paragraph will be a test.

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