Listen! Dear dream of utter aliveness- Touching my body of utter death- Tell me, O quickly! dream of aliveness, The flaming source of your bright breath. Tell me, O dream of utter aliveness- Knowing so well the wind and the sun- Where is this light Your eyes see forever? And what is the wind You touch when you run?SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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