Silhouette of shadow
Impoverished the dog that stands before me. Is he naught a man?
He is bestial I see it within his ka. He is a dark beast. These powers
welcome him. In his desperation he strikes out only to find that it
was nothing he struck.
O darkness the silent embrace. Night black pictures hanging. On red
walls. Yes this is a house of man. See his face.
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