"BUT WHERE ARE THE NINE?"

Picture them waking next morning,skin clear as sunlight, to realize;"We never once bothered to thank him!

"Transfixed by the change in our bodies,we never saw through to its meaning;now we're fixed in ingratitude's history"—The bitter remorse of the nine.

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