On the geas I hold, that binds me
to nurture love, and cherish self
I swear a truth to see it be
In my returning it — whence came —
By something kind borne back again
In the voice of our surety
As if to say, and make a claim
“Bind them all to me just the same”
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Author:
Severus Alexander (Pseudonym) (
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