Thou Hath, Come To Know Thyself

Beneath the light of heavens cleft
Thou hath, come to know thyself
What lies in me, feels immense
Beneath the stars in heavens sense

Within my stature, there is pride
There's no reason, to run and hide
For in my presence, you're adored
In my heart, I love you more!

No beginnings need to end
Alas farewell, to deeds my friend!
With thy hand of weird intention
There are times in apprehension

Parallel worlds between us collide
Less ye, have need to run and hide
Thou hath, know. Thy heart therein!
To utter words to you my kin

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