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A cabin at the edge of the woods Something unseen lives inside the screen A darkness that my shadows are visible in Is all that in me born of the beast itself This darkness has no enemy to intervene The cabin has all but all it has is in red Ravens around it, but all are dead Am I evil? I can hide all but my cries are louder than the woods I lost every chance of making my life hallow, What happens to a man with faith this shallow?

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