You feel your blood flow like lava burns
The beast is consumed and the beast returns
The stock is a doctrine of vanities
Dancing into the hands of her enemies
The shadows of the day fall like raindrops on your skin
Light shades tomorrow as yesterday begins
You sit there a while scanning the miles
Free child of beauty and a caged reptile-Nausher

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