Ah! listen the song of storm from my disturbed soul;and it scatters flower buds into its lonely halls;like every pain needs a dirge,with wreaths that awful the world framed one for me,and gives the time it calls.

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Nithin Purple, Venus and Crepuscule: Beauty and Violence on Me Thrown.

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  • Soul — The inner self, consciousness, and spiritual essence

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