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Owing
Dear child of your dream,
For should you choosew,
Not another but another one,
Then helmets of inexorable understanding,
Shall be upon the bitter weep.
As yourself shouldst be'est the lament,
But the friends of meet,
Be the virgins of disbelief.
As will the discourse be decidedly muffled,
So tro' the hearth always a' needing.
For the need is mostly accepted.
Well worn with perchance of effort,
Until the poverty of tomorrow,
We well remind ourselves a sorrow before.
Wilt well slot solemn?
Should'st thou be among less?
Has't thee known morewe,
Of lilt and leaning?
And of true course little chance amidst!
For them that he less a moral,
There be less a man.
Wist fee 'viction be ground,
Angst virtues travels treats unknown,
Wait along, wait along.
