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    A plague is spreading among the poor as the rich hide indoors and party, unaware of the danger. At a masquerade ball, the music stops when a man appears wearing a mask covered in blood. As the partygoers realize the man is infected, he moves toward them, representing that death comes for all and cannot be stopped or avoided, as evidenced by the bodies left behind staining the floor red.

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    A plague is spreading among the poor as the rich hide indoors and party, unaware of the danger. At a masquerade ball, the music stops when a man appears wearing a mask covered in blood. As the partygoers realize the man is infected, he moves toward them, representing that death comes for all and cannot be stopped or avoided, as evidenced by the bodies left behind staining the floor red.

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    A plague is spreading among the poor as the rich hide indoors and party, unaware of the danger. At a masquerade ball, the music stops when a man appears wearing a mask covered in blood. As the partygoers realize the man is infected, he moves toward them, representing that death comes for all and cannot be stopped or avoided, as evidenced by the bodies left behind staining the floor red.

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    Ticking Crimson

    Elizabeth Davis

    Plague spreads among the poor.


    Worst of worst pestilence;
    Meanwhile the rich hide behind the door,
    Drinking and laughing as they dance.

    They throw a grand colorful masque


    The band stops and celebrants fill with dread
    There stands a man with a horrible mask
    Then they notice the beads of blood forming on his head

    From his statue like stance he did step


    Soon the partygoers will be taught
    A lesson hard to accept:
    That one’s own death cannot be fought

    The clock has striked, as he jaunts over the dead.


    The bodies settle, and the floors stain red.

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