Converging underneath your skin,
Points they vanish deep within,
Where still they fix you with a pin.
You feel a subtle tingle.
They reinstall the jingle,
As lies and truth they mingle.
The blanker state it reappears,
A state that they can shift and steer,
By spectacle and constant fear.
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Emanating from my Soul,
Boundless waves that wash the whole,
With stretching Grace, pole to pole.
O’erwhelmed the worldwide over,
One breath blows off the cover
Of Man, His onetime Lover.
Dross of Ages disappears,
Age of Beauty without tears,
Simple, primordial peers.
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