It is

Knowledge it is that has secretly
solicited in its branches, the justification of error.
Love it is that has in its chambers nourished
the beautification of solitude.
Breath it is that has encompassed in its periphery
The delivery of the power of knowledge and love
Divinity it is, that has in its crest breathed music
To acknowledge the heart of its accomplishment.

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  2. Haven't watched this movie yet.

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  3. You'll love the poems the character pens down...

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