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EPILOG

”crazy was the truth .. so damaged that I sank deep into the confusion I never before experienced. Your poison was spreading further and further inward. I could’nt stop. Why? A bottom of FECULENCE met me. The stench of decay, of stagnation. Do you see human life as valuable? I looked right into the disease and mad world trough your eyes.  I looked right into your dark secrets. You drank my power. I weakened. How could I get into this? Still I pull out the poison from you.”

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