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Tell me who I am, it said

And they made icons of it in black and white

then oxblood and loves

like the paws of soer beast

They gave it a voice

falsetto and terrible

though the old school gods know the value

of silence

They gave it a consort

like it but not

it

A mirror-creature in a red dress forever

out of reach

as i

as itself