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Who are those spirits whom you see before you? They did not worship god in fitting ways And for no other reason are lost and longing We have no hope and yet we live in longing Tell me master, tell me more, I want to know 'Cause I myself am one Did any ever go on his own from this place To blessedness? Who are these souls just kept separate from the rest? Their name which echoes up within your life? 'Cause each of these spirits shares with me Their name, called out by the lone voice. Silence here is just as seemingly as our speech was there Encircled seven times by towering walls The people here had eyes that were grave and slow We move along and toward the light.

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