Peace In Purgatory
O the eternal bliss of peace!
Like a traitor to the cause of humanity,
you did not receive the impression of my dream
in peace, congealing into flesh, the enumeration of
my nightmare, giving evidence against your soul.
But, notwithstanding, have no delay;
you may yet effectuate this business of peace every day.
You may have slumbered here,
but the vision did not disappear.
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