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WAKING BY THE SECOND
What bewails me , earth to this forethought
Waking by the second
It is a hard practice, though
TO step down from the float of
The curtains of the second heaven,
Interloping particle by particle
And swirling in space
Through to the first heaven
Till we land on earth
The whole night through
From Omicra
Tell August so.
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WAKING BY THE SECOND
WAKING BY THE SECOND