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PAR T The Being I It is there, above him, beyond, behind, Distant, and near where he lies in his sleep Bound down as for warranted torture. Through his eyelids he sees it Drop offits wings or its clothes. He groans, and breaks almost from Or into another sleep. Something fills the bed he has been Able only to half-fill. He turns and buries his head. II Moving down his back, Back up his back, Is an infinite, unworldly frankness, Showing him what an entire Possession nakedness is. Something over him Is praying. It reaches down under His eyelids and gently lifts them. He expects to look straight into eyes And to see thereby through the roof. Helmets / I66 T H R E E ...

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