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Tired of seeing blood and death, in the sky where bones are stacked, the dim ancient gods whisper to me. I can feel their deep loneliness and confusion. This seems to be an eternal tragic song. I often think that maybe I am just the dusk crow standing on the top of the ancient pavilion, so depraved and insignificant. Ah, endless curse, when will all this end!
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