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Kind Melancholy

As I sang from the voices of silence; Alone I was I knew in inanimate audience: Talking with that constant hum in my ears: Telling me not to berate my minds emotions, As the voices tell me in discreet towonder; In solitude, in hush, in reverie without asunder, And to allow me in such state loose all my mild; In exposing everything cruelty to humankind.

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