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Fall.
We watch these mudlarks with pity and scorn.
We fell but at least we were born.

This morose place is bringing me down.
This dull chiliad has us consumed with boredom.

We conspire hidden from your father, your Lord.
These flames keep us warm but what the hell for.

You forget your place, such arrogance.
I will walk your garden again and burn it to the ground.

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