Title's,
Title I into your house,
Shelter me with cage of glory,
Thinking disguise all wasted glory,
Title's come and go,
Star in you is all Everlasting,
Thinking of this composure,
You are above that and this,
In all room of glory,
I see this shelter that hast that higher dwelling.
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