Criteria for release
From the spell of the Moon
The round and yellow moon
That was of yesterday
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At last!
At last the discovery
The Poet-Seer
Given some due
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Aid me, my Muse, my mind instill
And in my soul your warm breathe give
To sing of Morpheus and his pleasant dreams
I cannot sleep these days.
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Blooming
Blooming in to the nights
And pagan snow
The Pig of the Trough
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Abrupt
The Poet Seer
Sing of
Raw verse and
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There be no voice
That suffragates me
From dark oblivion.
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