The Earth Does Not Regret Its Times of Mourning
B Minor Mass, Credo.
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|The Earth does not regret its times of
However overwhelmed by waves of grief.
Inside each thing is an eternal fire
Redeeming all the sorrows of desire,
Transforming them to more than mere relief.
Yearning is the beauty of each dawning.
One is all: Then why are stars
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