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The frog jumps from pool to puddle... brain-death spark exhibits its unconscious species net no more heartbeats the cold amphibious skin is icy... scalpel drill claw tweezers cuts butter-like biceps triceps tympanum that will spend the night in the formol thrash can... radius tibia will be eternal in the skeleton stand... hyperclean surgical gloves among soap pumps clean hands all sterile one or two tears a small dignified silence and all has ended

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