Miraculous Purity
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To say things,
Never, once said
That attain, poetic splendor,
Feelings, Beauty to surrender,
To the open Light, as One,
To be able to speak magic,
To mold words, happy or tragic,
To breath Life where there is none,
Thoughts poetically, love spun,
Yes, to Poetry surrender,
Be enamored of its splendor,
Virgin Love, under the Sun!
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