Do not seek me with the heaven of seeking,
Do not falsely associate partners with my God.
I have a secret of the abundant grace involved
In the attraction and repulsion of the electron.
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My sleeping is weird and windy, deep and dramatic,
For sudden seizures overtake me in sincere smiling.
My sleeping of the heart and the mind is of worlds,
Words shape the face of my life and existence.
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It was the norm to introduce the desk,
Towards the work of a variation or two,
Still the prosecution required the Bible.
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Love will reunite the lover with his lover,
The lips of his imagination are upon him,
The hold of an embrace is feeling downwards
On his heart, like solid moons and burning suns.
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The moon is a lost animal, feeling lonely,
Like divorce and wrongdoing, but it is a silver glee.
Why are you my imaginary friend, now that light
Has entered the rings of solitude?
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We are more complete each day,
All that appearance is a secondary measure.
He caused our names to be intelligent,
Three things he left and waited for himself.
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The face was squeezed into a lotion that suffered,
From the corners of the uninhabited mountains
To the guilty ones crossing the rivers of hell's right.
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The night love was shone on the river of shadows,
I became the blameworthy one, for rivers were red.
The days learned and learned and earned,
To give an insect the strength to cope for fullness.
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The power of the night lingers like dark vapour,
Impressing the mind with its avoidance of light.
My powerful profession falters, my innocence renders,
Mine is the glory of the acts that accompany the words.
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The sound of the noise is supremely innocent,
My pure individual terms may exhale now and again.
For language has improved, the keeping is in front,
And the peace has been built like a house always full.
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