You won't find my body. Do not come look for me. For if you find me I will just pull you down slowly. My ways are wicked, I am death. I will not be coming back. Do not come look for me. Only if you are lost will you cross my path. The darkness
blots out the sun. I am beaten and broken. I converse with demons and curse at angels. Do not come look for me. For I am dying at the bottom of the sea.
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