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Hidden in the sheets so oft meant with grace left

Sheets of paper and digital incantations followed

Oft unbound but only within the circle to wander



Left to the eyes to grace, falling into the abyss

Incantated the rites to draw quaters, few taken

Within the spark the moment begins, devistation



Grace the sister goddess of Mercy befallen to Id

Quaters under the holding of the keep further on

Begin the feast again bringing the foils to hold



Goddess no longer wanted for the frolic just there

Holding by night the vision so crystaline to slice

Foils and illusions witheld in a dance, hidden



Benjamin K. Badgley

Tuesday, 25 March 2003