645 Bereavement in their death to feel Whom We have never seen — A Vital Kinsmanship import Our Soul and theirs — between — For Stranger — Strangers do not mourn — There be Immortal friends Whom Death see first — `tis news of this That paralyze Ourselves — Who, vital only to Our Thought — Such Presence bear away In dying — `tis as if Our Souls Absconded — suddenly —SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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