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Of Both Worlds

Conjured through your visceral fears.page42image256

Son of Charon, I siphon the Earth.

The blade at the jugular. 

Keeper of the gate-Abandon all hope ye who enter here.

Surrender the throne; wanton greed be not atoned.

Summoned by the spoken word

Mediator of the Father, this heart beats louder than most. 

The impulsive righteous hand. 

Son of Jon; Downtrodden with the simple and humbled. 

Into the beggars hand I give and your love I take.

I am pestilence and the prodigal son.

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