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The Battle fought between the Soul
The Battle fought between the Soul
And No Man is the One
Of all the Battles prevalent
By far the Greater One
No News of it is had abroad
Its Bodiless Campaign
Establishes, and terminates
Invisible Unknown
Nor History record it
As Legions of a Night
The Sunrise scatters These endure
Enact and terminate
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