Preface
They told me time would change me, that nightmarish figures would disappear.
So I watched them with contempt awaiting the day my mind would clear.
I taunted and I pressed them, prompted by a looming lust of doubt
That they would spare my heart, though I deserved no sun, no home or route.
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