Perception (002-006)

“So clear, as in no face with no delight. / But, O, as to embrace me she inclin’d, / I wak’d, she fled, and day brought back my night.”

[Expirimental challenge: place the words as you see fit into whatever macabre situation you feel is appropriate with due course to this guideline– “honor thy dead”.]

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