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 2 true bring He, whom I enclove with my name, is dying in this dungeon. I am ever busy beilding this wall all around and as this name seales the sky day by day I lose sight of my in ito dark shadow. I take pride in this ranpart of my prison and I plaster it witti dust and sand leota least hole should be left in this name and for all the care I take I lose sight of my true bring. 33