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The fear of being a golem/ a sophisticated creature of crude clay/ deflecting sunlight, casting shadows/ purposeless, soulless/ stumbling heavy-footed on the face of a rotten rock.
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Mar 7, 2019
Mar 7, 2019 at 11:56 AM UTC
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The fear of being a golem/ a sophisticated creature of crude clay/ deflecting sunlight, casting shadows/ purposeless, soulless/ stumbling heavy-footed on the face of a rotten rock.
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Mar 7, 2019
Mar 7, 2019 at 11:56 AM UTC
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