Noon — is the Hinge of Day —
Evening — the Tissue Door —
Morning — the East compelling the sill
Till all the World is ajar —
Noon — is the Hinge of Day —
Evening — the Tissue Door —
Morning — the East compelling the sill
Till all the World is ajar —
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