“Every eye sees its own special vision;

every ear hears a most different song.

In each man’s troubled heart, an incision

would reveal a unique, shameful wrong.

Stranger fiends hide here in human guise

than reside in the valleys of Hell.

But goodness, kindness and love arise

in the heart of the poor beast, as well.”

— Dean Koontz / The Book of Counted Sorrows

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