945 This is a Blossom of the Brain — A small — italic Seed Lodged by Design or Happening The Spirit fructified — Shy as the Wind of his Chambers Swift as a Freshet`s Tongue So of the Flower of the Soul Its process is unknown. When it is found, a few rejoice The Wise convey it Home Carefully cherishing the spot If other Flower become. When it is lost, that Day shall be The Funeral of God, Upon his Breast, a closing Soul The Flower of our Lord.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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