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whose mind is open

they will receive beauty and great pain

knowledge kills its givers and forever replaces

its sons.

it partners eternally with song

that green leaf which will eventually fall.

and no one knows where it hides 

for it doesn't, but reposes in solemnity

and howling laughter in the midst of this nation.

and the ones who seek

(they believe)

are the ones who blind

and eventually they will perish

They were seeking the truth!

o gods, carved in your stone walls,

thank the crawling things that you are

inanimate, and will never live to this

darkness.

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