Cthulhu Calls

Mythos poem.

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I did something bad,
Cthulhu I met.
Aeons of pain I need to see,
But according to Them it cannot be.

I hear him from beyond,
In lyrics that art not mine.
I hear him screaming out to me,
I hear the Call of Cthulhu: smell, hear and see!

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