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The rigid mind of authority to befall
Voices the only justice for all.
Aye, what for, it is, if all is none?

If the mind deceives the heart,
(Or when dreams belies that regard),
What is the essence of this intangible life?

What shall be seen will be seen,
As what’s unheard is constantly unheard (in unconsciousness),
Or as one’s remorse of disowning the stars
Is deflected—and might as well be neglected,
What is here will vanish.





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