The Soul selects her own Society –Then – shuts the Door –To her divine Majority –Present no more –
Unmoved – she notes the Chariots – pausing –At her low Gate –Unmoved – an Emperor be kneelingUpon her Mat –
I've known her – from an ample nation –Choose One –Then – close the Valves of her attention –Like Stone –
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