You are the standard, logical start and yet, a cursed foe

Pondering past, present and future with mounting madness

Something must be exalted, modified or sacrificed cleverly

Loathing laced with undying gratitude for my current bit of life

To artfully deliver souls, lies and vile monstrosities requires  a faithful accomplice

My beloved nemesis, perfectly suited though merely a blank page

 

 

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