Skin Song


She was so full of grace
That there was no limb of her body
That did not feel particular grace

The overcomer of senses
Bedewed with the dew of divinity
And the song of bare skin

This she has made known
To me in her glory
Penetrating deeply into
Her eternal nature

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memory documentation and manipulation
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