Mid thunderous rolls and strikes
Of brightest scion, carried
On and brought on
Faith enough for both to race,
To fly, but then, a monster breached
That berth and scandalized, enough
To render rent that time. And so
Awash in tears I dried, and
Fled upon a face of stone, to
Castle of my own, and distance
Plays my scepter now as
Somehow, naught to be recalled,
You call, and beam to share, in
Detailed revelrie, how dancing
In the sun brings joy
I didn't see
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