I see you.
I see you, and I know you well.
You hapless voyeurs... You witless husks, waving your feeble flags of recalcitrance as you get in line like so many marching ants. Powerless husks.
Disgusting.
I would seethe, if you were worth it.
Instead, I will simply recoil........out of pity. See? No. You are blind. Like broken vermin. Like sickly, wriggling, wet mistakes given life by utter accident.
I see you.
Thank me that you do not see yourselves.
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