poetry = nonsense
nonsense = meaninglessness
meaninglessness = void
void = nothingness
nothingness = spirit

There can be love for elephants too As in heaven above so in the soul in you For elephant noises and elephant smells For prayerful voices and attendant bells For a gentle brown gaze intentions worthy of praise There can be love [23 V 04]
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