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Where Ghosts Fall Silent
Far within,when shall they return again?
Above the whore,to outshine every brilliant ray.
O see the face of disbelief.
O see the face of hatred.
Within it open into another world at length he who torments with a hollow groan
Each outcry does cease to sing
Each outcry wounded in the wing.
Each outcry i wander from here to there.
Each outcry i frown upon the eyes that stare...
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