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unlove's the heavenless hell and homeless home of knowledgeable shadows (quick to seize each nothing which all soulless wraiths proclaim substance, all heartless spectres, happiness) lovers alone wear sunlight. The whole truth not hid by matter; not by mind revealed (more than all dying life, all living death) and never which has been or will be told sings only --- and all lovers are the song. Here (only here) is freedom: always here no then of winter equals now of spring; but april's day trancends november's year (eternity being so sans until twice i have lived forever in a smile)home, james
