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With what pause do you suffer,
under blood blue skies with evening star.
For what cause do you suffer,
for untold reward, uncertain by far.

Dwell in the dust of your own making,
Trapped unto mirrors' reflections untrue
Smell cinnamon lust your heart its breaking
Take taken forgiven and given anew

Bound in life, found in love, stolen from harm
Sway to the strings of sweet song so near
Bade by heart, fade in toil, create by charm
Claim proclaim exhort exclaim all that is dear