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I fled Him down the nights and days

I fled Him down the labyrinthine ways

I fled Him down the arches of years

Of my own mind, and in the midst of tears

In the rash my young powers

I shook in desperate hours

I am defenseless, utterly

and now my life has left me

In the morning when I rise

All that's born dies

My soul is drifting like a Feather

Heaven and I wept together