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Quarantined (Day Twelve)
Quarantined (Day Twelve)
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In stealth from the wet markets, it crawls
Manages to enter your heart and soul;
The rare antiquated taste you have developed
From unholy killings and animal blood?
Is it the demonic curse dark and real
Do you bring upon yourself and the world?
Or your addiction for weird creatures
You have cultivated to eat and slay?
When nature evolves snatches its revenge
It leaves a trail of death to stop the decay!
