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In four days he'll have died by all accounts a confirmed Satanist, but who knows what the sky taught him.
I wonder if he fell into the fold of his previous religious affiliation and formed the prayer position. His body lain to rest, draped in cloth and doused with Holy Water. To understand his faith is impossible now. It's sloppily written across the polished floor that they pay the Mexicans to buffer and tend to day in and day out for minimum wage. His final confessions weren't whispered from his dry, cracked lips but instead took shape of the tubes that lay against his tongue. Only the machines understood him now.

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