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I swear to thee, by season’s crazed weapon, That squeezes life out of choices’ favor. By the seductive magnet of the hay, That distorts holiness of the yet day. By figures scribbled by the light’ning, Concealed by the cloak of the lofty mists. By the lyrics of the dusk in octaves, Maintained in melody, rhythmicContinueContinue reading “Órtos”