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Ah would that I could write of ugly things!
To see but ghoulish abnormalities
Through warped and maniacal imaginings.
But how? I see at dusk a lover's kiss
In wintry dark, ah, love in evening mink.
I see through cloud-distorted light a rain-
Bow hiding; an eclipse, a sunny wink
To flirting moon, gowned in tulled champagne.
I see in sweat of blood, the rubies, wel-
Comed ransom, mankind's kinship with a Face
Who made all pain His sobering spell
And death, graduation unto Life's embrace!
Ah call me hopeless, unrealistic fool
I see but Beauty in a myriad pool!
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