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What ghost
of soldier or slayer
or surgeon
dwells in the veins of the meek.

A specter in halls
stony, lined with rusted
instruments of other,
harsher hands

to cause the sedate
to lift up a serrated blade
like a mighty sword
and slice up offending meat.