In truth I am in love with death; no maiden ever took more pleasure in the contemplation of her bridal attire than I in fancying my limbs already enwrapped in their shroud: is it not my marriage dress? Alone it will unite me to my Father when in an eternal mental union we shall never part.
This body feels so tight, this soul longs to be free.
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