
Expect the unexpected
They said
Them
From the Village of the Damned
Strangers from a tribe
Living on the outer edges of reason
Spitting venom after swallowing pride
Throwing stones in glass houses
Yet riding on the crest of a wave
Save
They still quake and quiver
They think they own the world
But dwell in holes beneath it
Unexpected?
Not quite


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