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- Silently the servant crawls
- Across the ebony tiles
- Naked as the infant Christ
- But bloodied in her inimitable style
- And ashamed to the core of his desiccate heart
- For the pain he'll finally cause
- When a resurrected children return
- To crush his white bones in their jaws
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