Those statues of flesh I manipulate
are turning sings of confusion,
are by themselves a carrier of pain.
As much I spread them as much
I sight them... they smile to me,
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As light of abnormal intuition,
true to thy faith, master of cruel
Name many time spoken, never
understood, always seen... never
heard,
Disemboweled and shared

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