The Faeries, they have
Fooled us, brought to mind
Fine prince, fresh charger bold
And told us we were special, fast
On dreams to travel, fain a
Past repression let to ride, a
Friend once thought, a lonely
Night. Those winking demon-fry
Have bound us tight in mesh of
Lye and scrubbed to shine the
Lie about two hearts
Entwined.
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