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Brain
turned
off,
no
impulse
of
life
Absence
of
hearing,
speech
and
sight
Limbs
to
move
can
do
no
more
The
end
for
blood
- the
beginning
for
gore
Fresh
dead
man
is
lying
aside
Body
is
covered
with
sores
and
tight
Flesh
to
live
can
do
no
more
The
end
for
blood
– the
beginning
for
gore
Corpse
seems
like
to
be
so
strange;
it
has
turned
to
gray
People
in
white
smocks
him
take,
carry
him
away
Died
of
fever
at
age
of
25
He
was
sentenced
- he
just
had
to
die
Fleshy
body
– that
is
left
for
us
Bleeding,
rotting,
exhaling
pus
Skin
from
cold
bones
has
begun
to
part
Trunk
is
opened
here
are
seen
guts
Fresh
dead
young
man
Doctor's
said:
"He's
not
long
for
this
world"
He
is
dead
in
spite
he's
not
old
Man
is
just
collected
of
four
The
end
for
blood
- the
beginning
for
gore
Fresh
dead
man
is
lying
aside
Try
to
find
reason
for
him
to
die
Death
is
now
waiting
for
more
The
end
for
blood
- the
beginning
for
gore
Fresh
dead
young
man
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