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"Eternal suffering.
Everlasting oblivion of tears falling into the dust.
I want to die.
But the three mothers don't grip my hand
they want the cycle to be completed.
I'm walking through this autumnal mist
where everything dies
and where everything is anguish and loneliness.
I mortify my heart with love's pain
and fall into the hollow deep abyss."
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