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O Why Was I Born With A Different Face? Why Was I Not Born Like The Rest Of My Race?

The Wrath Of The Lion Is The Wisdom Of God.

Like A Fiend In A Cloud, With Howling Woe, After Night I Do Crowd, And With Night Will Go; I Turn My Back To The East, From Whence Comforts Have Increased; For Light Doth Seize My Brain With Frantic Pain.

For The Eye Altering Alters All; The Senses Roll Themselves In Fear And The Flat Earth Becomes A Ball.

I See The Past, Present & Future Existing All At Once Before Me.