| Humaniora |
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| Light came true from some window in the woods |
| Palace huge, above in the winter view |
| Got my voice right |
| Gold face, no eyes |
| Movement there of some shadow on the door |
| Through the air, it comes for the onyx orb |
| Thought I saw you |
| Start to fall through |
| There is a future somewhere |
| Out there along the skyway |
| Ivory, the inlets of astral things |
| Above in the winter view |
| Echoing the princess, her mask, and me |
| In love at the end of time |
