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Stunning and insane, she raged,
With a face that drew me near,
I hoped that she might be assuaged,
But her madness caused me fear.
Some grapes grow to hate the vine,
Then mature to be a sour wine,
Some flowers turn their face from sunlight,
They dwell instead beneath the night,
Some creations think themselves divine,
And sometimes pretty things can bite.