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The body,

Eternal Shadow of the finite Soul,

The Soul’s self-symbol, its image of itself.

Its own yet not itself.

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Alas

I shall be faded from this community,

That I will no longer see nor hear anybody.

I will live by my very self,

In this very long lost horror.

I shall pass my treasure into the mirror,

That nothing belonging stays in me.

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