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Autumn Leaves volume 6 number 7 |
Reaper of benefit over the bones of the earth
Not
I
Beautiful smiling conniver
Not quite
Promiser of lies, giver of ill
will
Neither draws nigh onto me
Healer of a thousand woes
Alas be I
not this either
Though indeed to that zenith I strive
Who I am is who I
am not
My equanimity be not routed by fouling illusions grand
My pace of
discovery is not come over by haste to know
Who am I?
I know who I am
not
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