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Nov 2017
2
Eyes, six-hundred, staring.
Thousand-armed, strong.
Resplendent and radiant,
the gods tower above men.
Yet men, meek and weak
tear down the illusion,
parting the fog
that gods can’t see.
Written by
Samuel
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