Shadow lines form
And rotten broken things
I saw a child's face as I fell asleep
A man leering in through a crack in the wall
And nothing much happened
It was enough that I saw
Why should one create such visions of hell?
Inquire on things that no one can know
The question unanswered is torment unmatched
And man can do nothing but guess

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