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Bereaved of freedom and of home I go,
My torch put out.
   But by all Gods invoked
Cassandra's dying curse shall still ^attend
The fate of wisdom, and of those who share
The grievous burden of the visioned Seer!
The truth revealed shall be forever [?]

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