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Robert Laurence Binyon - Awakening
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Out of first sleep as they awoke
 The moon had stolen upon her face.
 It seemed that they had opened eyes
 New on another world and place.

 The eyes of each the other sought
 Wondering; no sound was in the night.
 On them the very soul of peace
 Gazed in that spiritual light.

 Beyond the reign of hurt and pain,
 Beyond the boundaries of death,
 Each seemed with their awaking sighs
 To breathe at last their native breath.
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