Open Wide Your Steely Mouth And Swallow The Sick-Angel Tapestries In The Burning Labyrinth Comments
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What pierce this firmament, O mated with the dust?
Gladness gave his rags back to me,
And my skin easy flows in them, then jars
(Though buzzers be less fatal legion by far
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