Latch the door of dread
Deafening the ears
Not much thought
Was consumed by fear,
So much of love abounds
In plentiful spread
Overflowing night gleam, and
Glister to morning skies;
Do show me your smile
The same will do me truth
Let us park our ego
Somewhere very far, to
Do me hands, and
Do me joy!
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