AXIOS
EPHESUS
GENRE I am the object I'm perceiving
The words I speak are not separate from me
My beauty touches my severity
I'll drown in my glory
Existing in each existent
Freedom from the tyranny of fashion
Resisting my mental enemies
The annihilation of hatred
Soften evil hearts
With prayers of the lips
And of the mind
The words I speak are not separate from me
My beauty touches my severity
I'll drown in my glory
Existing in each existent
Freedom from the tyranny of fashion
Resisting my mental enemies
The annihilation of hatred
Soften evil hearts
With prayers of the lips
And of the mind
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