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there are skulls and ghosts and an aura of death and the king, he walks still along the rooftops and gallows until helios chases him dead. and ophelia, she went gasping beneath the weight of her thoughts, finding air only in death. and hamlet, he screamed his lungs out before taking his mother's legacy and drowning in her blood. and if you think for too long, you'll learn the real poison is...
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Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 8:23 AM UTC
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there are skulls and ghosts and an aura of death and the king, he walks still along the rooftops and gallows until helios chases him dead. and ophelia, she went gasping beneath the weight of her thoughts, finding air only in death. and hamlet, he screamed his lungs out before taking his mother's legacy and drowning in her blood. and if you think for too long, you'll learn the real poison is...
my book was hamlet by william shakespeare. there weren't enough words so i had to go to the next line. oops. act 1, scene 4, lines 3-4 HAMLET: what hour now? HORATIO: i think it lacks of twelve.
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