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Why the fantasy of Rape...
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"Through me you pass into the city of woe:
Through me you pass into eternal anguish:
Through me among the people lost for aye.
Justice, the founder of my fabric moved:
To rear me, was the task of power divine,
Supremest wisdom, and harsh primordial love adorns me.
Before me, things created were none,
Save the things eternal, and I eternally shall endure...
Abandon all hope, ye who enter here."
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Posted on : Jul 16, 2010
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