Ophelia's Confession
	obsequious to the orb she submits to the ardor, only to flounder affronted by the eternal murk, now impudent and gallant replete to hazard the moat of icy waters she's erected as a barricade, infested by corrupt serpents stocked to protect the id; begetter of folly, whence those erstwhile passions engendered their bedraggled demons. ay me and mine, 'tis none less lascivious nor savory
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