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'Sick of his own face,
sick of his skin, of the dark,
he crawls outside himself
to sing–
a better poet than most.'
By Hosho McCreesh.
'Sick of his own face,
sick of his skin, of the dark,
he crawls outside himself
to sing–
a better poet than most.'
By Hosho McCreesh.