B312 yet I own you,
I don't know who creates and construct your foundation
B312 you set my emotion in motion
My action in into determination
B312 as the house at large, you housed poetry
You frame and clothe and protect the poetry fans
The smell of the atmosphere
In a spherical manner adores interconnection
Connection from the the center of ones own Spirit,
B312 be hold arise, let the foundations of yours
Smell poetry, sing poetry, Dance poetry,
Let the walls of yours be protected by Spirit of poetry
B312 today, you are no longer the empty shell
But the shelves of true poet to be.
Peace be thy for you and the MAN who DESIGN you.
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