I have no form, I have no friend,
From me all come, in me all end.
And it is strange but very true
That I am here and nowhere too—
is solved by Nothing.
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The broken sentence—
A sed end ought eat ease ain.
is thus filled in to describe a curse and to proclaim its cure—
A cursed fiend brought death, disease and pain;
A blessed friend brought breath and ease again.
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