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You face me with a lie in your mouth,

with composure that displays innocence and

sound words to soothie, then smoothe.

Pleading as if you fight for the saints and the church.

You face me.

You claimed truth, 

and You face me,

even know.

Holding expressions mannikins can't maintain.

But i know this tecnique,

it's a liers trait.

I've seen this before,

once upon a time,

in another book.