Alas, long, has it? short? How many now? Lest they fall. Fire? there is none here, yet carelessly tready it shall. You and I, are we not the same? We are now, and thus all shall speak my name. None will, of course, yet soon enough, Twos-and-threes that of thee, twos and threes! you see not, you heed not. And of thus, none there will be.
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