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Origins (Free verse) by Doug
And now comes past, with his new squaw forgotten, to consummate their raven joining in the newly - wed suite of was. And they'll forge a powdered shadow, while knotted in their mishapened need, soon giving life to an abstraction, And they'll call it Christ. And now comes rhythm , beside her new groom profound, to consecrate their listless union, in the warm retreat of always and glad, And they'll suppose a subtle light, in that instant of tremor and faint intrigue, soon giving birth to an expectant splendor - And we'll call it charisma.

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