"You are an useless piece of shit..."
"You have no right to live on this earth..."
The voices kept on saying to her....
"Why,on earth, have you taken birth..." ...
This is the Month, and this the happy morn
Wherin the Son of Heav'ns eternal King,
Of wedded Maid, and Virgin Mother born,
Our great redemption from above did bring;
For so the holy sages once did sing,
That he our deadly forfeit should release,
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