
I FOLLOWED the blind dog
Over the twisted trail,
Bled by thе wild-rose thorns
Where he lashes his comet tail.
I followed the blind dog,
Crying to my star: O star
Of a passionatе pagan’s desire,
Lead me to truths that are.
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