#faustian undertone

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Throwing Voices

  Upon a stage where spotlights flickered dim, The master plied his craft with breathless poise; The wooden lips obeyed his every whim, As practiced gestures mimicked human joys. The dummy perched upon his knee with grace, Its hinges slick, its gestures smooth and sly, Yet something stirred within that painted face— A trace of spirit no mortal could deny. Each night, the ventriloquist would don…

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