Hecq
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The deceased, had sharpened my senses
Not destroyed not dulled them
Above all was the sense of hearing acute
I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth
I heard many things in hell
Now then, am I mad?
Observe how healthily how calmly I can drop the words of sound upon you
Don't mess, with the Hecq.
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- Horror Vacui
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