As it may, the heart be known?

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<poem> As it may, the sun makes its voyage down from the white-capped peaks. As it may, the glistening droplets bring small puddles down from the skies. As it may, the blue jay breaks into yonder nests to steal the eggs of another bird. As it may, the feral sea turns about its tides in lows and highs, where water mixes with salt. As it may, the spirit drives the mind to ponder that which the spirit already knows. As it may, the wandering pilgrim wanders through the seemingly tame woods of lamp posts, He knows why, but not the destination. As it may, a dove is only a dove, and a goose only a goose. As it may, a hare is only a hare, and a horse only a horse, or can it be something else? Can a horse...

...be human? </poem>


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