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brother, i am fire
like eagles on up high
with lips blood red and heart of stone
somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
i have heard that a certain princess
when i returned at sunset
i see all human wits
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
let us plant
as i lie roofed in, screened in

 



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