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I | In a dark room asleep I'd been; | ||
I hearkened not to light's call... | |||
Of blame and fame, shame and acclaim, | |||
Through bondage, inarticulate. | |||
I never looked attentively; | |||
Color's game I did not see. | |||
Yourself I failed to hold dear; | |||
I've wished that gloom might linger. | |||
On stream of light You had arrived; | |||
In veins a shake You did provide. | |||
With crimson hue You goaded mind; | |||
To blunder's gap You made impervious. | |||
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