Epilogue

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Ten little gifteds all gathered to dine,

One spoke their heart out, and then there were nine.

Nine little gifteds, all running from fate,

One tried to escape, and then there were eight.

Eight little gifteds, two present in heaven,

Another life lost, and then there were seven.

Seven little gifteds, all hiding their tricks,

Life depicts art, and then there were six.

Six little gifteds, all trying to thrive,

One came back, and then there were five.

Five little gifteds, becoming more unsure,

One fell to the floor, and then there were four.

Four little gifteds, still trying to flee,

One got what they begged for, and then there were three.

Three little gifteds, one feeling blue,

Overstayed their welcome, and then there were two.

Two little gifteds, one merely a pawn,

Their job was done, and then there was one.

One little gifted, left with a gun,

Escaped the bloodied island, and then there were none.


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