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Mumbling in the corner

shaking as afraid of something

awaiting for the arrival

of what he had seen

a sickening mind

trying something ravenous

feeding his senses

with screams and sights

Once a wiseman

a thinker of sorts

made new morals

and took a turn

tried to cleanse the whole world

from the dirt

never cared about heaven

or the holy light

No control - No regrets