I'm doing for them. My mother, I wish she didn't have to see me like this. Its all going to be alright,
don't cry. I will return. Father? Are you proud of me? For I am doing you will. They do all this to me
their king, yet I feel no anger at all, just pity. If only they know. If only they understood. I can't
breath! I feel my head about to blow. It will soon be over. They will be forgiven. My people , I love
you.
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