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That death, the beatified sepulchre
exist in this world is a mystery.
The pulchritude that helps us live
also helps us die and yet the joy
wants vices, wants them deep,
the deep Eternities, the deep vices
in the depth one hears a moan,
“I shall kill this love, oh, my love:
like a last word. The pure life
tempts you at night just as the sin
tempts you.”
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