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The Soul Should Always Stand Ajar.

I Lost A World The Other Day. Has Anybody Found? You'll Know It By The Rows Of Stars Around It's Forehead Bound. A Rich Man Might Not Notice It; Yet To My Frugal Eye Of More Esteem Than Ducats. Oh! Find It, Sir, For Me!

The Soul Should Always Stand Ajar, Ready To Welcome The Ecstatic Experience.

Then, As Horizons Step, Or Noons Report Away,without The Formula Of Sound, It Passes, And We Stay:a Quality Of Loss Affecting Our Content.

Love Is Anterior To Life, Posterior To Death, Initial Of Creation, And The Exponent Of Breath.