We feast upon Creation's Song, Straddling the back of Time
Burning bright into our minds is Her new Form and Fit
We are and were, but now I am
She calls and I are We again
A breath, a flutter, a lone lost brother
Whole again;
Different now of Form and Fit
Returned, Renewed, Remade
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