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Amicae Intus I
Amicae Intus II
Amicae Intus III
Amicae Intus IV
Amicae Intus V
Amicae Intus VI
Exquirere Veritas I
Exquirere Veritas II
Exquirere Veritas III
Exquirere Veritas IV
Exquirere Veritas V
Exquirere Veritas VI
Exquirere Veritas VII
Exquirere Veritas VIII
Exquirere Veritas IX
Exquirere Veritas X
Exquirere Veritas XI
Exquirere Veritas XII

A rivaled pair that stilled the pain, an army had the other's same. And so it was and evening came to see which one would wear their name. And by the dark and through the smoke, I strained to see which one had broke. And on the earth, the quilted floor, I gazed to see, then looked no more. For they were dead and dying now. To death and death and all must bow. And all must bow and all must sing and climb on down from on that thing. Aloft, take leave upon that rim. That sanding stone of him and him. For all must leave for all are free and neither side I'll ever see. For they are dead and dying now. Gowns and charms and oh, but how! For they could see no one could win and hear those cries when they'd begin! And both could speak for breath was free but ego's quelled the words of thee. And nothing good they left behind, but dust and smoke, for pride is blind.  

Exquirere Veritas     (In Search of Truth)