A Peaceful Heart
Its double have I
Come upon.
Its meek-moulded one
For this hut.
Quietly resigned.
Low-lying.
Shakes, squirms not eying
World, ogrish.
With breast out, brutish
Does for peak
Rumbling, stormed o'er bleak
Always jut.
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