Send Me Minerva The Light, Even Dim,
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Send me Minerva the light, even dim,
Even if the first flame,
The stone that in pre-history
Pressed against the rawness of another
Stone
Made fire: but not that fire,
The flame of wisdom give me
That I may in these days be indifferent
To the black Winter haunting me.
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