Now the glass
Is
Full.
The
Rim
Has
Been
Reached
Time
Ago
So
Low:
How
Far
It
Was!
The
Rim
Arises
The
Rim
Arises
The
Small
Waters
Glance
Suddenly
In medio
Stat formalin:
The dungeons open
Their jaws
Ehu! There be a mourning
Alas! a lower level
A lamenting
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