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Destiny

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Seasons pass, an early grave
Waits for me ashore.
People tell me to behave...
How can they be so sure?
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Hyperions Song Of Destiny

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Holy spirits, you walk up there in the light, on soft earth
Shining god-like breezes touch upon you gently, as a woman's fingers play music on holy strings
Like sleeping infants the gods breathe without any plan; the spirit flourishes co...
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Destiny

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1856 Paris, from throats of iron, silver, brass,
Joy-thundering cannon, blent with chiming bells,
And martial strains, the full-voiced pæan swells
The air is starred with flags, the chanted mass Throngs all the churches, yet the bro...
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