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The sacred world's unquestioned Pharaoh -
I filled it with my spirit's breath
And shall not ever have a hero
Nor in the heavens nor on earth.
I'll hold in secret that I breed on
My own sacramental light;
And toil like slave, but for my freedom,
I call for darkness, peace and night.
The Sacred World's Unquestioned
Fyodor Sologub
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Poem topics: breath, freedom, hero, light, night, peace, world, earth, spirit, secret, hold, slave, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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