I'm adrift.
I can't tell what the tide will do.
The waves will surely overtake me?
The method, the meaning, the madness, the maladies, that misfortune is my cousin...
...That in the end, bitterness kills.
The rest? Is that it? Is this the course that lies ahead?
If the rest is silence, then now c r a c k s a noble heart.
What wrong have I done to you? What good have I not done for you? Listen to me.
What wrong have I done to you? What good have I not done for you? Listen to me.
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