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Thunder rolls this sphere of vision
And all the land unseen
To depths of body where essence lies
Each limb I see a dream
Of time unremembered till rock I sit
In forest of my youth
When rain fell latently denounced
Of perfect world in dieing eyes
These dreams did hualt
Grown before slot in time
Whipped with natures twig
To City far between
Nature and my mind