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Text: BONNIE_LEE_BAKLEY | 93 Words removed in Text of 579 Words (15.89%) | Remaining words give approx. 84% coverage    
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' I danced with Death. I kissed Death. [1]  Death as Man shall be recounting its company. [2]  [3]  [4]  . 4 AM. Death was grabbing my ass. ' [5]  Meet ( reminiscing lives and deaths of one , [6]  [7]  [8]  . [9]  Rest in Peace , Eternal Goddess. There is no one you will not meet. i danced with [10]  [11]  [12]  Slow Country [13]  [14]  [15]  [16]  ( it's like [17]  's [18]  silly). I had just finished stuffing a grocery bag full of ' lonely hearts letters ' full of [19]  ' personal ' replies. As she grabbed me hard under my [20]  I felt a [21]  of sympathy and ' love. ' I stared deeply into the black well of her eyes and the rest of the dance , the song , the world , seemed to fall away , as I finally had found the answer to a question which I had never asked to myself or anyone. Presently , like a visitor at the door of the famous [22]  as he sat in his [23]  [24]  immortal lines , never to complete , more [25]  incomplete was [26]  [27]  . . man , probably from [28]  notoriously [29]  as the ' [30]  T ' of [31]  from behind , his preference , [32]  a [33]  pint of 151 proof , fine [34]  [35]  [36]  from back pocket , appearing [37]  those impossibly tight [38]  ' Men's ' jeans ( [39]  appropriately by the Killer , in whose house we danced). ' As [40]  beneath a [41]  moon was haunted By woman wailing for her [42]  ! ' S. T. [43]  ' [44]  [45]  ' My [46]  continued. He uncapped its stopper [47]  . Took a lighter. . . . laced bottle inches from my ear , whose [48]  burned hot with passion. Then with a [49]  [50]  he [51]  [52]  as he ignited its top , instantly exploding impressively [53]  quietly [54]  fumes , whose escaping [55]  form changed into the [56]  display of [57]  [58]  [59]  [60]  reaction [61]  like Passion , I had known before , not then , nor since; thus , as with my dear [62]  my ' Pleasure Palace ' and its dream , instead transported me laid [63]  [64]  lost , with [65]  [66]  [67]  whose only crime was everything; but whose punishment , an [68]  appetite for [69]  food , celebrity , [70]  and bad men , would unmercifully snatch from her only six months from that night , finally getting fed , wed , and now dead , [71]  an appetite never known to me at the ripe old age of 56. I couldn't have known the outcome this night. But as if I did , I suddenly leaned down and tenderly kissed the [72]  [73]  as the last strains of [74]  powered music came to their final [75]  and with that kiss , still , and always buried on my lips , and now my brain , I saw it all play out. I had danced with Death. I had kissed Death. I was as close to Death as a man shall be; in [76]  ; in a [77]  [78]  ; in a crowded room at 4 AM , [79]  with Death; and Death was grabbing my ass. And I finally understood the question. Even the answer. for the very special [80]  [81]  [82]  whose time came and went so often that a broken [83]  [84]  [85]  [86]  itself , could have only predicted it twice a day , but whose [87]  and [88]  determinism , beat all the odds out of geographic [89]  and lasted until the last dying spark of her ' soul ' was [90]  the way she would have wanted; by a celebrity , in an [91]  restaurant parking lot , but with [92]  silently waiting to kiss his most [93]  fallen angel.