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Feb 2013
To the initiate
the blank specter of the welder's mask
looks more intimidating
from the inside.

And you want to take it off
to see the grinning shadows thrown
by your own hands.

And you want to be blinded by your work
and burned with the holy fire.
javert
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   Nat Lipstadt
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