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Woe (Prepare for the Month of Death)
Woe!
Woe!
For the month of death hath approached!
What new bodies shall be added to the ever-growing pile?
Woe!
Woe!
Sweet Azrael, why must you call upon so many to be taken away?!
Woe!
Woe I say!
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