All paths lead to me, none leads away
I, the lightless, airless quarry
Eagerly counting down to the day
When at last my apportioned quarry
Within my depths shall come to stay
I, the vanquisher of the invincible
The frustrator of every cunning schemer
The fearless, the fearsome and the feared...
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