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He Fumbles At Your Soul

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He fumbles at your Soul
As Players at the Keys
Before they drop full Music on—
He stuns you by degrees—
Prepares your brittle Nature
For the Ethereal Blow
By fainter Hammers—further heard—
Then nearer—Then so slow

Your Breath has time to straighten—
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bloop 04 January 2019

It's take Forests in their Paws

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Rich Foss 10 April 2012

There seems to be a mistake in line 11.

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