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The corpse lay still and silent as maggots wriggled and writhed along its curves and crevices. If it could have tasted anything, it would have recoiled at the pungent mucus seeping into the pores of its tongue. If it could have heard anything, its ears would have strained for the slightest sound in the deep, earthen silence. But it couldn’t taste or hear anything, couldn’t feel the maggots’ coiled bodies as they burrowed into its rotting flesh. It was dead. The maggots had names. Envy. Greed. Pride. Hatred. There were too many to name them all. There were small ones, each a wayward thought, a…
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