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Assassin, A Dark Brotherhood Poem

Curved blade hidden in plain sight,
Eyes narrowed some as they focused. 
Staring ahead at the unsuspecting victim,
Who would soon meet death.
Silently and quick the person moved, 
Coming up behind their target.
Blade met flesh rapidly, 
Cutting deep through several organs. 
Blood sprayed up from the wound, 
Staying the clothes and cowell. 
They removed the blade and swiftly left, 
Their marked target lying lifeless on the cobblestones.
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