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Detritus of a banquet shelved

Anterior effulgence delved

Elliptic course of depths to sound

The Rubicon no coarsened shroud

Beyond horizons edging near

More undulating ease and fear

Short circuits mere alternation

Till respite’s salved, this elongation

Miasma spurned in memories

In retrospection shun the breeze

Lest midnight sunshine Candlemas —

Somnambulance of Animus —

Descends abroad to evanesce

At length the view reductionist

Yet echoes of bedizened bliss

A pulse descry — a simple plan

The mid-day moon — our talisman