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Lachrymae Christi
I saw your passionate eyes
Lost from the cradle of night,
And I turned away from your tears
That bled in the clear blue sky:
I wanted to run away
Because your body was filled with light,
But I couldn't escape from your arms
When you held me, my Redeemer.
poem
by
John Thorkild Ellison
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