Blood anointed sharp-edged horns
Regularly washed with water carefully
Even crows and birds haven't got
An inkling of my bloody horns till now
Since birth concealed by stratagem
My malevolent piercing fang-like horns
Sinister motive some day perforating
The world with horns would be missing...
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