The title of this poem is a phrase another member came up with

It's all to the good. Empty your thoughts of  
expectancy. day's light. There's no flicker. It's all    
to the good. Empty your thoughts of and bonus    
tracks for There's no flicker. day's and bonus    
tracks for expectancy. A child light. you're no such    
real thing as shadows. No phenomenal essence,    
picturesque the licks of flame behind your brazier    
may be, reality, there's no such No phenomenal    
essence, form. brazier real thing as shadows    
even less corporeal the thing in reality, there's no    
such essence, form. No matter licks of No    
phenomenal how picturesque flame as shadows    
thing in reality there's no such matter behind the    
brazier even essence, form. No real thing less    
corporeal how picturesque A child really. And    
bonus tracks for sitting in expectancy. A child    
really. sitting in the day's light. It's all to the good.    
Empty really. sitting in the thoughts of There's no    
flicker. In reality, there's even less corporeal form.    
No matter how the shadows they are cast are of no    
form. No thing. No matter how picturesque flame    
behind the licks of may be, the shadows they cast    
are no matter behind the brazier real thing less    
corporeal the shadows even may be. the    
shadows they cast behind the brazier the licks of    
No phenomenal flame as shadows how    
picturesque may be. the shadows they cast are    
No thing.  
   
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