On this day...

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MY DAY

On this day, my pen writes;
The night is in its infancy
And my words never grow gray
The latter is not the latest, and so is the former
But farther, wider and deeper
My eyes steal through to befall things that are ghostlier than my inner being
It is by the world's nature I am flattered
Yet its tides barely carry away
And I am greatly frightened by the roar of the waters
My days are countless, and I make less counts
And my soul is at peace with war
Rest! My inner being rests
On my heart it lies
But if the man in black steals my soul
Where would I be?

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