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Who I am, you'll never know
What I am, I'll never show
How I was, I'll not reveal
When I will, I'll keep it sealed
Why I am, you'll guess but fail
Where I am, you won't prevail
Inside the labyrinth where my dreams roam
I'm written in a rusty tome
And where our fates collide
Parts of me will no longer hide
And if your eyes are sharp and keen
And see illusions that can't be seen
You'll see my specter disappear
And my true self will appear
But a warning to take heed
Do not plant an idea's seed
For the wind shall blow the pouring rain
And the seed shall grow with ripping pain
And no longer shall I be there
But my true self it shall tear
And the blood that flows from my soul
Shall devour your being whole
For there are things need not be known
And feelings need not be shown...

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