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A Tree with Lights

Enwreath this tree's still eyes
I's grasp each branch into I
clenched one crown enfolded
(and for all to see)
and be
(o glory!) for all eclipsed
She throws her daggers into windows
dividing skies and scattering halos
Many shattered out shake limbs unfurled
Ablaze

Now am I given with her infinite fourfold

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