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It came scarlet red

It happened one night

then again,

and another.

It spread like a plague,

unbiased wildfire.

It couldn’t be contained

or shocked from the brain

It came scarlet red, burnt bright

in a pyre, it’s beauty, arcane

giving hope to the choir.

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