Encased this day within, mist-shed
Earth; this 'objet d'art'.
Bedewed, as diamond encrusted.
First of things which delight.
How much more of a preciousness
From out Time's beginning
First viewed, through glut of tears, joyous
Angel's, it brought to light!
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