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Satellites of ten

To be different and of nigh Peace for Dawn River Yearing Heaven from a star And this is new First in more than one A pittance of the code That this and other beam A hide-a-phone For summons wait Interclear for ransom A basking light of day For all the sins that man- presents to oppose himself With Nature’s high And no more mollusc But integrity of night To the Minds And Dublin to its courts A better day- seeking flight For Home rules and optic here Peace to all who browse This littered quantum net Apple sees a star And it is biggest lot Unafraid and year Upending data- and power all the day For three small numbers Found me here at ten With satchels of brine at rest Be shore to here And unafraid of plan The lochs in dayrest And trusting near and foe The better year Opposed to sourcing out And providence for Scar Trussing dearly to the third By Olivet for Earth To see un-now and low The guard for Sun Beaches wailing To trouble Sam with current The sky is falling Rush And gold for chasm rain A Scotland code And in this star we run A thing to be rewarded Once the rain is done And every word a capital code We seek the gone and have- A distance to offend But night will come And say to you our year That time is done For those in fret And basic men of ill Consul departed rain And ion scrub This place, this afternoon- This Go And people rant- Through seeming lights A place that not is Earth But somehow run In Christ and peace return.