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Open to all sides, it is held in common,
The first field of a glistening continent
Each found by trusting Eden in the human:
The guiding hand, the bright grey eyes intent.

Such is its mercy. In the winter cave,
I wait upon the dark, I sit
Fearing the monster that I crave,
Fearing the mercy and the need for it.

Gunn waxes on a Lazarus who’s chosen to stay dead.
My amazing wife has did it again regarding fantastic birthday gifts.