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68 sings silently of light, Inner song reflecting inner grace
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Xylophone sends messages by wind, tapestries no hand can hope to trace, yearnings no
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beatitude can blight. Even in the fortress of the mind, intimations of the coming night give way to what no
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fortune can rescind. Here, and only here, is paradise. The moment that gives beauty, time, and place