The Gate There's Knocking
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At
The
Gate
There's
Knocking
There's
Sound
Of
Grating
The
Waters
Let
Loose
And
Blessed
Holy
Scents
And
Mists
Bedazzle
Quiet
Eyes
As
Child's
Eyes
That
Be
Unmoving/
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