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O Lord, May I Never Want To Look Good. O Jesus, May I Always Read It All: Out Loud And The Very Way It Should Be. May I Never Look At The Other Findings Until I Have Come To My Own True Conclusions: May I Care For The Least Of The Young: And Become Aware Of The One Poem That Each May Have Written; May I Be Aware Of What Each Thing Is, Delighted With Form, And Wary Of The False Comparison; May I Never Use The Word "brilliant."

Nothing Would Give Up Life: Even The Dirt Keeps Breathing A Small Breath.

How Body From Spirit Slowly Does Unwind, Until We Are Pure Spirit At The End.

My Truths Are All Foreknown,this Anguish Self-revealed.i'm Naked To The Bone,with Nakedness My Shield.

All Lovers Live By Longing, And Endure: Summon A Vision And Declare It Pure.