My lady-Love
From the Grove of Elysian stream thou art my Efflorescence,
I gleaned in silent hour from the Unscathed share of my heart.
Thou art the pure and starting part of my marrow,
The Simulacrum of my being,
The image within the mirror.
The Simulacrum of my being, The image within the mirror.....fine
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The Simulacrum of my being, ...fine