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the mad prince

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Liars will lie to themselves. Students blessed with fragments of genius will question themselves. The masses will listen to the lies of the liars. I introduce you to Prince! A dazzling boy. A stunning boy. A superior boy! Prince, in all of his blood, glory, and agony! Prince the peasant. Prince the false royal. Prince the blasphemer. Read it. I implore you. But can you witness genius unfold? Can you? Can you handle the raw, the intense, the unseen- Scrawled upon the page like blood on white cloth? Read it - I dare you! Try to understand - You won't. Look upon my work -ye mighty- and behold. You think your mind can handle the agony I leak? You think, you reader, can understand the blood I make seep? You haven't seen anything of the sort! Nothing! This is blood on paper! This is agony in purity! What was green I have doused with red! I haven't diluted, I haven't dirtied. No! I have reformed! In earnest! This... This book. It is my soul which bleeds onto the page. It's my primordial fire which I have harnessed and directed into words. Words which can try to express but can they ever truly? Truly express what is unseen, unheard, but felt.
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