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i,
immortal,
made
man
a
passing
shadow;
and
you,
dying,
conceived
me
deathless.
yesterday,
dead
yesterday,
shall
you
return
with
distant
tomorrow,
that
i
may
bring
you
to
judgment?
and
will
you
wake
with
lifes
second
dawn
that
i
may
erase
your
earth-clinging
memory
from
the
earth?
would
that
you