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I crawl about from deeps of Mother Earth

To the sparser reaches of highest holt.

A savage taint marks where I make berth,

My deft fingers bring all to tumult.

I am that which exists without form or mind,

An empty shade in the lifeless flesh of reality.

My skin is scarred only in the eyes of the blind;

My worries are dust to my neighbours' travesty.

My ceaseless wandering follows ancient ways,

And I wander endlessly from one to the next,

Inscribing them anew in the span of days,

Lest they be forgotten, or I become vexed.

Who am I?

Vexx, it's not a writing utensil again, is it?

Words? (Politics :P)

I try to make a point of not reusing the same subjects; it just gets too old.

Nope. :D

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So we know it's close to "a deadly form of natural gas" and vaguely connected to "earthquakes" (from a few pages ago)

The only thing I can think of that connects those is a volcano. Or a volcanic eruption?

Other thoughts:

Continents/plates/continental drift?

The Earth?

The Universe?

Dreams and/or memories?

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Nope. :)
I want to say it is some sort of snake...
Hehe, nope. :D
So we know it's close to "a deadly form of natural gas" and vaguely connected to "earthquakes" (from a few pages ago)

The only thing I can think of that connects those is a volcano. Or a volcanic eruption?

Other thoughts:

Continents/plates/continental drift?

The Earth?

The Universe?

Dreams and/or memories?

None of these. :)
Oil <10char>
Nope. :)
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Mankind/Humanity? (Sort of fits if you were a hippie)

Fear, hatred, anger, jealousy, loss... (in short, any strong negative emotion which could "lead to the dark side")

EDIT: If someone doesn't get it soon I'm tempted to give up...

EDIT 2: A rocket/missile/kontraption?

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Sorry, nope. :D

I crawl about from deeps of Mother Earth

To the sparser reaches of highest holt.

A savage taint marks where I make berth,

My deft fingers bring all to tumult.

I am that which exists without form or mind,

An empty shade in the lifeless flesh of reality.

My skin is scarred only in the eyes of the blind;

My worries are dust to my neighbours' travesty.

My ceaseless wandering follows ancient ways,

And I wander endlessly from one to the next,

Inscribing them anew in the span of days,

Lest they be forgotten, or I become vexed.

Who am I?

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Sorry, nope. :D

I crawl about from deeps of Mother Earth

To the sparser reaches of highest holt.

A savage taint marks where I make berth,

My deft fingers bring all to tumult.

I am that which exists without form or mind,

An empty shade in the lifeless flesh of reality.

My skin is scarred only in the eyes of the blind;

My worries are dust to my neighbours' travesty.

My ceaseless wandering follows ancient ways,

And I wander endlessly from one to the next,

Inscribing them anew in the span of days,

Lest they be forgotten, or I become vexed.

Who am I?

A gun, perhaps? Not any specific gun, just firearms in general.

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Is it the soul, or death? The first lines could be showing heaven and hell.
Nope. It doesn't really fit with the second half of the second stanza. :(
A gun, perhaps? Not any specific gun, just firearms in general.
Nope. :)
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Perhaps... Ah, fine, I'll take pity on you. :P

I crawl about from deeps of Mother Earth

To the sparser reaches of highest holt.

A savage taint marks where I make berth,

My deft fingers bring all to tumult.

I am that which exists without form or mind,

An empty shade in the lifeless flesh of reality.

My skin is scarred only in the eyes of the blind;

My worries are dust to my neighbours' travesty.

My ceaseless wandering follows ancient ways,

And I wander endlessly from one to the next,

Inscribing them anew in the span of days,

Lest they be forgotten, or I become vexed.

This way, that, first here, then there,

My talons grow most everywhere.

The weakest link, the frailest note;

My mindless limbs, the Ancients wrote.

Who am I?

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