Bronze (Johnson)/Desire

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DESIRE
Ope! ye everlasting doors, unto my soul's demand,I would go forward, fare beyond these dusty boulevards,Faint lights and fair allure me all insistentlyAnd I must stand within the halls resplendent, of my dreams.
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