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These eyes of madness and disease.
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These people, they are resigned to die here.
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We were never resigned.
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We always held on to a shred of hope.
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Give me your pen.
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If they catch you writing, they'll throw you in solitary.
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In spite of the religious icons everywhere,
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this is a godless place.
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You might want a friend.
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Okay. I hope you like pain.
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You must be the new girl.
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You were there.