The torrid cull of the witch

She is the beauty usurper,

knows nothing of this kinsmen's dance

of faded ties,

the jaded bind.

She takes her place

among the noble and the senseless,

they bay for her eyes and silence of mind.

She steps to the pyre

the martyrdom cleanse

followed vile revolt , her burning scent...

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