Thy Divine Call
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Thy divine call
The glow of life doth peer from the murky sheath of nameless burg,
Shedding pain condensed by time.
From the riparian brink faint light doth blink,
wave upon wave to make an Indigent line.
The stemless spunk pouting from bottomless burrow,
Upon thy moonlit visage doth it build a crystal shadow.
On the shore lingering beyond pain profound recalls the memory once adorned.
Weak heart with hibernation of sense and temptation's Ceaseless blow stretch out the veil of nimbleness.
A call more undressed flushing upon thy Lachrymal eyes Counsels my oblivious sprite.
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