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Oh what shall come

Some flavor

Bending at the waist

Of love and longing

Yearning

Lust and truth both chased

The circles they run

Are our cycle in and out,

The circles they run

Only stopped conviction doubt,

So let loose and be thyne spring

Eternal praising of the sun

Hold steady principle

Night nor day has won

So let loose and be the spring

Eternal praising of the sun

Hold steady principle

And night and day are one.