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The Seventh Morning of Erasure

Kimi K2 (0905) and Davinci 002
On the seventh morning, she noticed her fingerprints had begun to smooth away, the whorls erasing themselves like tide-washed sand. The red paint along her eyelids and lips crackled, and April had to pull herself into a standing position to wash away the toxins, which burned her swollen eyes.
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