How is Life so joyful! that we must mourn the River and It's wandering courses?
A road full of those walking alone is empty as it will ever be.
This is your home...
You! you, what causes another suffering!
Yours will come. You will feel the sword you wielded wantonly, what you thrust down upon those undeserving and unwitting. May there be a hell for you, and you alone.
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