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Below Fire’s hairs, there he sat  on mortal Wood’s structure  to chant and chat  with Heaven’s charming cheer
“Nothing is me” Mundane says Universal nature chants “my life acquiescence" in blooming rays.
Rise from your black grave  Feel the pulse of my blackened heart Match your ideals with my most base urges You are my shadow; I am your death You are my humanity and my mortality
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