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What is the difference
between a lie and a cheat? Does it make one a liar and the other a cheater? Or both are catalysts of deceit? Answer me stalker I pray thee! Just to end this quest for a day But I am not a stalker you see! Just a sojourner from moon to mid-day Who tried to kill a devil on my bed Instead, quenched my thirst for 'newly wed' So I constrained my hands to rest For that one is a fake devil in vest Then a murmuring decibel I hardly heard Why should I lay my hand on this bird? When the real one I already tasted, Where no dull moments are wasted; In my heart and soul are longing indeed! For my Prince of the darkest moon weed Until my craving flesh felt his stale bones From now to the eleventh moon of cones Should I dare to stare or gaze still, As I will sup with him in that helly hill? And let him ring my bell to swell? Whereupon I swing his tail as well; Perhaps I would just be left to answer This inevitable echoing tone like cancer: 'Which one is a lie and a cheat? That illusionary reality I replaced? Or this real illusion I dearly embraced? '
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