shine shone display upon me groan,
and once upon light touch to own;
come crawl between me unto sky,
dwell light inside lift space to lie;
seap down creep down below my skin,
in space without has grown within;
suppose you now would see to wait,
in darkest night your stay would deep;
your lip to hold rasp iron at gate,
cry voice and sky and mellow keep.
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