And what was I if not death's ghostwriter? — Poppy Z. Brite, Exquisite Corpse
And what was I if not death's ghostwriter? — Poppy Z. Brite, Exquisite Corpse
And what was I if not death's ghostwriter? — Poppy Z. Brite, Exquisite Corpse
And what was I if not death's ghostwriter? — Poppy Z. Brite, Exquisite Corpse
And what was I if not death's ghostwriter? — Poppy Z. Brite, Exquisite Corpse
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And what was I if not death's ghostwriter?

— Poppy Z. Brite, Exquisite Corpse
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