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Shake your head and say Silence only
Mocking the face of the day with Phantoms
Of what I might have said
What You may have Whispered;
Ruse that is as Gentle and Benevolent
As recompense Singing Sweet Praise;
Yet a-slumber and musing,
As distant as close by could be
To Embody all that We
Together might
in the Temperance of Existence
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~Morgan~
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