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The animal spirit,
How succinct it sits within it's prism of glass.

To unleash, to unlet, to unblend and forget.
The promise forgotten to the confines rotten.

The spirit travels on.

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Each in his time,
growing but for one time,
many times.

This quest, see it fit to seek no rest,
The perseverance of the true.

I am unbroken to this tree I've wroten.
Apiled upon a heart of gold.

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When once was their misery, their piled and filed ecstasy,
fit so sweetly tight inside this glass.

But once it was broken, remained there no token
or semblance of the beast to be.

Solve et Coagula.