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in the dark, |
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clouded eyes of your confidence |
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i impart |
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the knotted lines of my travails |
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and renounce |
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all defense of the artifice |
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drawing out |
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the nettled fruit that i bear |
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vested safely in your folds |
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kept in pages no one knows |
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every call i resound |
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for an antiphon |
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is impoverished by an infinite decay |
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all the tones intertwine, |
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and the words collide |
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their discordant web ensnares the triads |
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sounding faintly in your folds |
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bound in pages no one knows |
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arm your graces |
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take my hold |
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grant these pages your accord |
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in the dark, |
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clouded eyes of your confidence |
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i impart |
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the knotted lines of my travails |