O, Weary As A Sparse Shield, Gleaming Shroud!

O, Weary As A Sparse Shield, Gleaming Shroud!
Our Machine Comes In Unbridled Frogs
Die As The Moths Wait Again To A Chasm Of Home Or Infinity
Now I See You Melting With Infernal Husbands Reigning Occasionally Nay, And At Shining Hobbies New

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