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Hireath

I care little what you think of me

For my sinews have been drawn by your reactions

You controlled my mind, darker than your underbelly

Forge your registration into society

As I purge and delve into the stix of my resolution

The understanding of normality is blown apart by synapses that tithe your idiocy

Humans you may be but I am divine devil and blood surged into life

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