Seeing again must be prize worthy,
It commands a sanctuary, worthy;
This felt like eye and nose,
Then those eyes turned like eyes
That shifted meanings for the head and heart,
Opening a slight emotion for the other person;
This person may be godly, or wise, or witty,
But he or she is greater a friend,
Always in need of intelligent help
From your food and offerings.
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