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Come death, or dearlingthe claws of the raven hold fast
Enticed and starvinga lustful revenge to the last
Unlight flood the seeker's eye
Come flame or false hopegifted in spirit as I
Forced upon freedom
Let impulse nor stillness be spared
Fierce tidal tandrumnourishing rapture within
Come feast or firerepellent in forceful defence
Unchained, forgiving to nonesolemn in swirling embrace
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