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tug, a pull, a hint it could even be benign like an advice, a gesture, a pat on the back for the trojan horse enters the gates when covered up well: don't even thin about it said the damsel in distress, the old man unable to lift a boulder. and why would i? a push, a fall, heady with words that make little sense because the actions do not align, wait, do not over analyze for the gray is everywhere so it seems to make sense now given a light to come out of the tunnel then the plane crashes when lights blind, no longer able to sense the child-boy-teen-man learns the tricks of the trade sees the many seeds all sprouted in one human body, tug, push, gray: gray is where the demons play apart disguised as angels. they look so pretty sitting on top of the christmas tree! kids they came along, eager for presents with a morning star blazing strong and bright. a smile, a word of advice, wise words damning words, can you tell the difference? senses beguile, spirits make small chat on why the flesh is not able to see what is clear as day in their world. don't you see, hear, sense? it has already happened.