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“I know that pain is the one nobility / upon which Hell itself cannot encroach”

“Forest, I fear you! In my ruined heart your roaring wakens the same agony as in…”

“Ant swarming CityCity full of dreamsWhere in broad day the specter tugs your sl…”

“Inspiration comes of working every day.”