I am tired and stressed. Yet there are greater sufferers than I. If I will achieve anything, let it spurn a yarn of love, gathering more followers of the One whose love is most craved.
Just don't reveal to me at how any of these labours are:
in vain
won't eventuate into anything praisable.
I will surely [die].
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