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The Rue !
And thus another one more hour
Abounds me such another ill ,
It matters not of day or night -
The Sickroom’s horridness of still …
The Linn of overflowing thoughts
Immures me deep in utter dark ,
Every single moment’s stang -
Leaves me stricken , void and stark …
This unrelenting , unkenned knowing !
I cannot bear this hopeless wait ;
Hel hast cast a pize bestowing -
Imminent’s unkind view of fate …
A fate within the angst of hours
O Thanatos ! Be swift and true ;
Let thy voice in silent merriment -
Silence the rue …
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The Rue !
The Rue !