I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round.

And in that circle I had made were all

the worlds unformed and unborn yet.

A volume, a sphere that was the earth,

that was the moon, that did revolve around my room.

I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round.

And in that circle was a maze,

a terrible spiral to be lost in.

Blind in my fear,

I was escaping just by feel.

But at every turn my way was sealed.

I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round.

And in that circle was a face.

Her eyes looked upon me with fondness.

Her warmth coming near,

calling me "sweetness," calling me "dear."

But I whispered, "no, I can't rest here."

I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round

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