.Moth and a candle, frenzied it flies
Sole mad obsession, certain demise.
There, a dim fire, Steady the wheel.
Below the wreckage scrapes at the keel.
Walk the field of endless doors.
At every step they implore.
Lethe waters.
The quiet drum.
Endless marching<.>
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