Shownotes
I'm a professor not a magician
Explain his master may behold,
Find the light in his beauty's strength.
Hold it before the light, the sun,
Keep it at the earnest breath;
Much as a gift, a love for death,
Sent to that hour his spirit's breath;
Kept with his heart the rest of death.
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