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HE SITS AND STARES, SERENE, COMPOSED. APART FROM THE CHAOS ABOUT HIMSELF? EYES CHANGING COLOUR, ABSORBING THE LIGHT, DRINKING IN THE HUMANITY BUSLING ABOUT? HE,S NOT APART OF THIS MORTAL MASS, YET HE NEEDS THIS VITAL ENERGY FORCE? IT FEEDS HIS HUNGER, IT DRIVES HIS LUST? YET HIS FACE IS A MASK OF PEACEFUL EASE, IT SHOWS KNOW SIGN OF THE TORTURE HE FEELS? A THOUSAND HEATBEATS PULSING NEAR, EACH FORM AND FACE IT TEAMS WITH LIFE? TO SIMPLY LOSE HIMSELF JUST ONCE. AND QUITENESS, SERENITY WOULD BE NO MORE? HE SITS AND PONDERS WHY HE SUFFERS THIS LIFE? WHY HE SHACKLES THE RAGING BEAST WITHIN? WHY HE HIDES IN SHADOWS AND HUNTS THE SLUMS? INSTEAD THE GLITTER, AND THE LIGHT? BUT NOW THE CALL OF HUNGER IS TO STRONG, HE NEEDS MUST MOVE AWAY FROM HER? LEST THESE GAY, AND JOYIOUS MORTALS BE HIS FEAST. AND FEAR AND SCREAMING REPLACE THE QUITE?