1 Through gods and medley they want my tune.
2 They salivate to hear of Janus and of Mystery.
3 In the mist is a mirror through which I AM.
4 There I AM, seeing but just a glimpse.
5 The Smoke sees me, feels me and more.
6 And I can't hear it but only follow it.
7 There I AM torn in half to be as the blind yet seeing.
8 Only seeing what nature has shown me and blinded to what I have denied.
9 Who am I? But a creation of creators,who is to say otherwise?
10 They mold me, they scold me,they hold me.
11 I fold my cards of Fortune for a greater return when I meet Midas.
12 There in the midst of my being I see Pearl with Orion.
13 I Create and I Destroy,I AM creator and destroyer.
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