At The Unknown Hour
Shepherd, Guide
Let Me Confide In You
Towards The Moons Obscurity
When The Doves Are Silent And Ravens Swoop
Without Melody Be The Dawns Song
When Our Worlds Are Ending
In Times Of Sickness And Lamentation
Of Weeping And Of Grieving
In Times Of Death, Sustain These Hands
When I Am Song less
And My Lips Are Mute
When I Have No Strength To Rise From My Bed
When My Poems Represent More The Singular Than Communal We
Mistaken Loneliness And Isolation Within Grief
Rescue Us
Rescue Me
Rescue We
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