Sanctuary
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O don't cloud the mind with unnecessary things!
I dwell in the calm realms of love where the stars glow;
Where stillness blends with joy in perfect symmetry.
I wrestle flecks of magic from the clutches of
The abyss. Then I create fragrant bouquets of
Poetry to revitalise innner kingdoms.
To offer one's lifeblood for the bright, precious Word;
In these crude times, seems right now, like a noble goal.
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