Shantih    shantih    shantih

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And thus concludes the fifth, and final, day of this song.  Though perhaps unwanted, perhaps awaited, I leave it here, a beacon and a testament to those fellow ghouls who would prefer to stare into the light and go blind than skulk about, averting their eyes until they expire.  This board, though a noble effort, will probably be as bare as a desert in a month.  And yet, I hope that in this small corner of the net, this lighthouse stands for a while longer.  If you kneel at the precipice, undecided as to whether the pits of hell deserve another day of your presence, know that I, a brother, stand with you, at least until the day Satan tells us to fuck off.

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