Oh thou, mortal man of few words and many skins,
Thou lark upon the heart of the gods.
I conceived the first days of lore and saw the world in duplicity
When the light washed over and the darkness fled.
Love and fear, we called it.

The skins, mortal man, we were given by your gods,
Each of us, a hundred skins.
We still wear them everyday like cloaks of infinity,
Yes, thought hidden by deed.
Love and fear, we call it.


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