k.NoW.Here.

Circus-stance crafted a necklace of tears
- round my throat/

Then Voice

came bursting clear, invisible
became the cloak/

Here means

next Time won't do:
I'll make Now To Love Divine

my only oath

-------------((mirror))-------------------

Circumstance crafted a necklace of fears,
Round with a Force bursting through years

of visible, credible,
under-stood clothes:

Time To Be
Mind To Do;

We're made Divine each lonely go
We're safe inside the self-control

Dominus Regitme Pascitme

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