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Hallow

And what to then Away and off to season Sequestering the chapters Pay with rhyme And unafforded to as known The sights of Peter To this day, Saint Andrew The links of highing time Whatever lost is known Obsessive decoration And in a coffee pot,- our whir The Sun is on its way Carousing the hour In storied wind Lights be known to war And in its favour, a hearse In early fall, we write Unknowns to be forgiven For requiem in Florence And finally, no home- But rights to be- Saint Peter.