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Claudius Is Me
O wretched state! O bosom black as death! O limed soul, that, struggling to be free, Art more engaged! Help, angles! Make assay. Claudius, What have you done? I regretted all of this. It is a big mistake, and I wish I could go back in time. I was so mad for power, wealth, love and money, that I killed my own brother, King Hamlet by pouring a small bottle of poison into his ear. I don¡¦t know how did his son, my nephew, Hamlet knows about my sin. I did it so superstitious, and carefully at night when no one was around. Hamlet sent a
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