youtube/watch?v=eobleS5M8qI Since I saw him I believe myself to be blind, where I but cast my gaze, I see him alone. as in waking dreams his image floats before me, dipped from deepest darkness, brighter in ascent. All else dark and colorless everywhere around me, for the games of my sisters I no longer yearn, I would rather weep, silently in my little chamber, since I saw him, I believe myself to be blind.
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