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QUINTESSENCE
Fallen from somewhere
The snow's recumbent on the ground
What's more, stretching its legs,
Embracing the whole land. ·
Soap-wash'd snow gets-'a
Drop of blood shaken from the henrta..;smeared finger
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Like a rose tuck'd away in a garland of Jasmines.
It's the blood from the Cross.
The snow's in tears,
The candle's on the table
Pitifully eating its heart out in consumption,
The warm tears pitiful and more pitiful
The snow's wai:m heart: condenses
And splits: it was a terrible wirit~r. ·
The heart of the fated pain
Drips pitifully -
Shadows on the wall
Muddy boot's dirty the e~rth - carpet, ..
