Indeed I am a child of both worlds; a stranger to my own tribe destined forever to wander in a land wasted by materialistic needs.

But I hasten to add I am a beast like any other; chained to an existence I love to hate, so easily seduced by luxuries I cannot live without.

It is a hypocrite who stares back at me in a mirror that flatters not; and velvet skin that hides the torment of watching flesh turn to dust before my eyes keep my sanity intact for a little while.

The beast was here all along…

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