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The jeweled entrails of pomegranates bled on the marble floor.
The jewel-heart of a virgin broke at the golden door.
The laughter of a drunken lord hid the sob of a silken whore.
Mene, / Wrote a strange hand, / Mene Tekel Upharsin --
And Death stood at the door.