Cadence claws its way back from reality,
storms with brief brutality, wrecks the deviled shore.
I thought before that I knew what life was.
Now I am starting over again
a requiem for peace,
reaching of the soul,
clutching it from our careworn natures
now and later, at the hour of our death
we shall fear no evil, for Love art with us—
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