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Each day a mournful pityLife looks upon you with scornHopes life, visions eludeAs your feeble breath is tornSix sinister thorns of beautyThe claws of the nondivineOur right to breatheOur right to bleedForever deniedWhat some seek in the depths of the unknownNeed not be sought so farConcealed it lurks behindThe truth of what we areEach day a fevered circleLife looks upon you with scornSix sinister claws of darknessStrip your flesh to the bone

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The Fevered Circle

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