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Of many swords, blue and golden--

Thou hast sung, first and last.

From the ever-risen, ever-fallen,

Blossoming Hexagon.

Mystic Aar, of etheric talon--

Through many forms, ye have shone.

Revealing thyself, through paths of splendor;

Crushing in, perfection.

All and none, without, within.

All doubt destroyed, before thy palm.

Candescent prism, of celestial wisdom--

A harmonic infinity have I beknown.

One thousand eyes, one thousand dominions,

Against and, above all time.

Of many spheres, unborn and olden--

One is the numeral, of Gotos will.