No Wise Old Man Or Angel - with lamp of destiny
Tormentingly on ahead
Teasingly in, out
Forest, vague forest, clear for
Life's guiding purpose.
Reflecting, whose good, bad trait
Hobgoblin's throughout.
Stick-hung, let's sway behind whom
But as one doth pose!
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