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to become standardized Selfish hoards of human flesh stalk with a yearnful eye Waiting for a broken pattern to pass the time Inner tensions grow by the day,
the throne A dwelling; receivers of light I wish no ill I wish no ill Vastness of view Yearnful dominion now Seizing the thirst One can only stare Blood
Pride, they say, does come before the infallible He gifts us all with those final trinkets invaluable I saw his face, yearnful gaze, he warned me
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