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Likeness

Fervent disciple of might,
Might rescue you my lovely child,
With bold, blank, alluring eyes,
To lead you and your heart to follow,
In all the lavish funds of knowledge.
 
Oh no,
Look closely to the mitts that may,
With crooked broken nails might say,
Whose got the nips, draw and desire,
To claw at knowledge and its power?
 
Fool me to follow you but please...
Come closer.
 
I have a breadth of endless power,
In my knowing and desire,
My nails are broken chipped and flawed,
They look just like your gnashing claws,
Come follow me oh fool that may,
Destroy our thoughts and love today, tomorrow and forever.

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