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Heaven's Harpsichord

Harpsichord in heaven? Cubic or spherical? Bread, O baker? Leaven. Just flicker as you fall... Dancing lights apace in space? Watch them in her face. Ghost, vanish without a trace! Gold, case, carapace! Desert floor in winter? No more than one inch, snow. Shredder, got a splinter? Tormented, O my foe. Panels, dance about the night! Sparks in porcelain! Falcon, gather wind in flight! How we'll meet again... Yellow eyed priest, bid the feast! Shepherd, are ye fleeced? Squire, page, are the wheels a-greased? Only if they're pieced. Connect, O my fibers! Build high the city walls! If they're born to jibe, sirs; They're bound for taking falls. Tyrant of the borderland? Show them how we stand! Crush them in thy hardest hand! Order countermand! Silence in the place of whole? Remotely control. Ye gods, what is mortal soul? Golden light a-bowl.

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