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I learned the language of the angels,
To hear from them,
What it was,
They had to say.
I learned the form of thought,
That lives inside,
Archetypal mind.
To find the things,
Of which our thoughts are made.
I learned the language of the mad,
To try and speak, Ineffabley.
I put it all inside of song,
So, it would convey,
More depth, than i alone could say.
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