I am the luminous dew of our evening, I am the breathing air of our morning, I am the love of god for man hung upon the Noontime Sun of an endless Day. and as the promise of his light is hidden by the night i am the blanket of endless points, swinging over The Desert of Lonely Time- I remind you of the abandonment which is yet to be. I have become
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