Growl to the 

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Sun,

i will swallow everything

even myself

my pride and dignity shall be my socks

i wear it as i step on every dung

of the past,

I will growl to the moon,

i will use these not to tear the night

i will use these not to be wrath and ruin,

these claws,

these hands

these arms

are my extensions

to be used by my

logic and reason.

I will be Hati and skoll,

these are my Greki and Freki,

and lastly 

I am  not the one you think, 

I am myself.

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