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“Your mind is gnawed by fraud that it concealed.
You burned the candles, shimmering in soot.
At times, the promised deal was worth a meal,
And in this stupor, Evil merged with Good.
I'm just a victim of some cunning game.
The crowd tore my flesh. They drew me in.”
“But you were righteous once! Eternal shame!”
“Then Evil wedged its thorns into my skin.”
Before your life disintegrates to dust,
Protect your soul from wickedness and lust.
PART III. Hell (6)
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