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Text: To think that I admired you, well, I don't need your condescension. I'm not a child to protect. Was talk of virtue just pretension? Was I too naive to expect you to heed the morals you're purveying? If Hell is forever, then Heaven must be a lie. If angels can do whatever, and remain in the sky. The rules are shades of gray when you don't do as you say; when you make the wretched suffer just to kill them again. Each paragraph will be a test.

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