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The world divides before my mind,
And breaks to pieces in my heart;
It is well the strangling thoughts unbind
And let my dreamings fall apart.
There may be hallowings for these
That came from out the mud and mire;
That darkness held within its peace,
And lifted up in shining fire.
But now that I know You are there,
Beyond the swift veils of the light,
This madness too has lost despair,
I see the breakings break aright.
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