one's not half two. It's two are halves of one: br which halves reintegrating,shall occur br no death and any quantity;but than br all numerable mosts the actual more br br minds ignorant of stern miraculous br this every truth-beware of heartless them br (given the scalpel,they dissect a kiss; br or,sold the reason,they undream a dream) br br one is the song which fiends and angels sing: br all murdering lies by mortals told make two. br Let liars wilt,repaying life they're loaned; br we(by a gift called dying born)must grow br br deep in dark least ourselves remembering br love only rides his year.