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As I walk through the valley of shadow and darkness

I shall fear no evil whom I am.

I lose my sanity to each of them...

but what can I lose I never possessed?

In a black cloak my life is dressed.

I feast on the blood of a lamb.

Crows peck my disfigured hands.

Of maggots I have stemmed,

to unstitch life’s hem.