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come to me please

in my visions of night,

tell me of things

that matter so bright.

sing me your songs of

life’s dreams and of strife,

of heartsongs once heard

and rememberings bright,

angels and demons and

daimons all told, long titled

stories of hungers unfold.

fill up my senses, my heart

and my soul, come to me now,

let the movings unfold.

come to me now in my

night and my day,

show me the vision of

light’s final way.

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