.From the corridors of birth, made now silent return
White swaddling clothes of hope, swapped to the gray of age to burn
The desperation of infirmity now consumed for agony's peace
An help meet to life now fallen servant to the deceased
This is the blasphemy of life, the secret decay<.>
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