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Placing the cornerstone

Might be that you won’t watch it grow

Still the shelter that you made

Will foster you from the cold that kept you awake


Every weave, and every thread

By candlelight, the stroke of a pen

Like every thought and every dream

There’s a place for everything



In a diary of audile ardency

Blooming in waves and shimmers

Sailing against the currents that tore you down

And they’ll tear you down again


Still the sea foam splashes your smiling face

There’s a magic that only you can tell

All your greatest art should satisfy

Nobody but yourself



Every weave, and every thread

By candlelight, the stroke of a pen

Like every thought and every dream

There’s a place for everything

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