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The ring of keys, each unlocking
Unheard voices plastic clatter.
Tertiary feathers blocking
The phantom casts summoned patter.

Some keys enter, some keys escape,
Shifting control and backing space.
Some keys untouched, above the plate,
Unfunction alms given away.

The door most sought awaits our keys,
Where vile webbed charms call for us.
We become retiarii,
Forking each other thrust by thrust.