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Death by Procrastination
Tell me dear good Sire, Tell me, I will listen Your view of my demise Tell me of your vision.
“Seven is the number
That dictates your existence” Seven sources I must muster
By morning, God I need assistance!
“In a labyrinth of paper you must find Seven Sayers of Cervantes’ time”
Tell me who can help me, I pay in kind The result is failure, it has been designed.
Tell me, Sayer
Say your divination
Be quick, I listen
“Death by procrastination.”