Woe is a sullen word; a tale of sorrow and loss.
A tale with two woes twice so sullen with gifts of sorrow abundant.
It's a tale; oh God it's only a tale that's all it is! Twice the tale twice the sorrow and therefore twice the woe today and gone in a thrice tomorrow.
Keep it close; get it in hand or you'll be damned there's your tale of two woes.
Azriel
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