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Reanimation
You made an incision
Inducing a plague
I plunged in despair—
In last mortal breath

A shelved life to quiet
In saved, parched cuts
Directing last words—
A stifled stage cuffed

How do you do it?
Nothing's left to press
Bringing me back—
A ghost of hardened defects

Inhaling smoke
In blinking lights
My purpose revives—
An animator's ward
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