Three Parchae

Imago Mortis

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    ME:
    White one said to me how thin my life supposed to be
    Gray one called it delusion
    White one said that I suffer from a doomed disease
    Black one called it salvation and sin

    White Gray Black spinners of this vulgar fate
    The thread of life is not broken yet
    I defy you to rewrite your lines
    Redefine my part, rearrange all this play

    Why me?
    Why?

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    ME:
    Why, sister Moon?
    Why do paint my fate so gray?
    Why, three-in-one?
    Do reduce me to this play?

    ME:
    Vida!
    Vida Tragica!

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