“I lost myself to him and laid my face upon my lover's breast
And care and grief grew dim as in the morning's mist became the light
There they dimmed amongst the lilies fair.”

—  Loreena McKennitt

The Mask and Mirror (1994), The Dark Night of The Soul

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