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After leaving Wittenberg,
he headed north to Denmark
where he found his dead father
waiting on the roof.
“remember Me” cried daddy dear
and Hamlet killed the wrong one
in an effort to do just that.

have you ever wondered
why?

Why the struggle?

To sleep. Man, that makes me tired, too.

To shuffle off this mortal coil....

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