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| The letter to Dorothy | ||
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I am sorry. I cannot go together with you. I killed very many human beings. It was pleasant. It was glad when the spectacle in which red blood spread like a flower was seen. I thought that it was natural. Nobody stopped me. Dorothy. I was called sinner. I was called monster. I understood then. I am not normal. I am imperfect existence. -- I dislike you. You are an ordinary girl. Dorothy can become a mother. I am not obtained eternally. --therefore I die in order to protect you from an enemy. Therefore, probably only you do not forget me.
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