Is this the most cryptic poetry or what, What do you think it means?

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Last night I heard lepers,
Flinch like birth defects.
It's musk was fecal in origin,
As the words dribbled off of it's chin.

Dolls wreck the minced meat of pupils,
Cast in oblong arms length,
The hooks had been picking their scabs,
Where wolves hide in the company of men,

Now I'm lost...
 
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