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XXII
When eyes are silent wind
By coincidence region in befallen lights
Towards a new racing
A shadow collected
When the actual shade frequently to the region
As such innocence countries
Neither the color
Or perfume
Are in respect of the firmament shine
Distant where our dreams will quench
Where the woman buried
The absolutely true woman
Pours palm in chiselled in this true
Light collected body.