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into the wind. Rich fresh wine
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Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space,
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And I, Shahid, only am escaped to tell thee—
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Each we are priests
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& yet the earth is divinity, the sky is divinity
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I feel like a girl in heaven,
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but when I became a man I put away
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Now I’ve always been the kind of person that doesn’t like to trespass
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He wants to wake
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With eyes whetted for extinction; then swirling