in soft embrace I now arise and search for peace in hungering eyes thy faces change: my Love renames our starlit World, the past remains forgotten by linear spite one thousand pairs of second sight who through my eyes at last may see We are Divinity We Choose to Be 'Vervain,' Faith and the Muse
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