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Serpent made bed on Crystal Hill
Apparation of Finalty took centuries
When Sinner screamed
Luna had a Laugh and urged the horses
Why should she care about people
Such a beauty has not been seen for ages
Heart was written all over by blook till it went black

Nothing left here
But bare consonance
Of Creator
With forked tongue

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