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I met a strange creature yesterday,
Such a strange creature.
It was deeply wounded and full of rage.
I met a strange creature yesterday,
It looked like a human,
But some black liquid marked the trace of its veins.
I could see them pulsing, I could see him bleeding,
I could see his eyes begging,
I could hear him screaming in pain.
So I gave him my hand,
I said I would take him home and teach him an old prayer
My grandma taught me once, when I was too little and scared.
But he took a knife out of his blackened rotting flesh
And cut my hand off.
“Show no mercy!” he whispered.
The creature was me.