Unplugs the inner recesses of an unsatiated heart...all that this heart lulls in profuse strain
If you can think of a moody riddle full of undecipherable nuances, you can but half perceive what i am...I am what I am and not even Midus's touch or a witch's cauldron can work upon me to be what people want me to be. To know me you have to keep your wits ready and your heart just in the right place
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