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I was tortured in the old faith.
In the bloody wheel clearance
I look at you. Chtó took, beasts?
Chtó hair stand on end?

The eyes do not look too - tufts
I bloody skin covered.
But for the blinded eyes
Otherwise you will have a look.

27 October 1907

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