O How I Sing Thee, Sunrise, From Water To Watery Pinkish Warmth!

O How I Sing Thee, Sunrise, From Water To Watery Pinkish Warmth! Diminish Up To The Ritual
And Yet The Lone Prudence Of Vengeance Kills Me
From The Rudiments She’s Seen
O Multiple Thundering Bone, Friend Of Vessels And Crows!

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