I want something to live with
Said the Intended of Mr. Kurtz
Marlow gave her something
A shadowy shelter, castle of cloud
Thunderous whisper of long-lost dream
That made the lady ecstatic
The real proof of love
She could carry it the rest of her life
A lie more important than a truth
A beam of light in the heart of darkness
The last utterance of civilization
The name of hers
What a consolation!
A classic tragicomedy
Laughing in the act of crying
The living horror of the dying.
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