LET THE MAGIC HAPPEN
Don't be a fool and let the points be lost : just
find the rest of those bones. Put the pick-axe down.
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It's all as in a dream : we tumble, we jumble;
it's broke. Before the man arrives, in his ermine
coat, the silence will find us here.
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Now you have the skull. Alas,
poor Yorick, I knew him well.
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