Hymns for the cruel wars
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This is the only apparent text in a roughly 1000 page book. It occurs in the middle of page 1


Now you come to the gates,
Rusted by time and unfathomable in scope,
you will find that there is nothing.
Before anything else you fell into sleep,
you spoke, but they heard no noise,
They looked at the darkness so intently,
You followed. You always did.
And you realized your eyes were running out of you.

Then, after so much time in that sleep,
you heard a voice for the first time in your life.
It spoke in a simple hum:
"Drown in yourself".

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