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Necrosis(a view into the mind of sanity\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'s mental instability)

 XXX

Ere I write, O epitaph!

In view of Childhood\'s stour,

Wherein thus I fell at birth-

Herein Lucid\'s hour.

Even though, in Senescent vile

My fey was imminent Death,

Wherein thus my future passed-

From first of breath.

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