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"Every eye sees its own special
vision;
every ear hears a most different song.
In each man's troubled heart,
an incision
would reveal a unique, shameful wrong.
Stranger fiends hide here in
human guise
than reside in the valleys of Hell.
But goodness, kindness and love
arise
in the heart of the poor beast, as well"
— The Book of Counted Sorrows
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