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Till Luna's Eye Is Met
Her blinding boon kills Deer of old and waxes swan beset; down this cold rain of blue eyes sold till Luna's eye is met. Cool yet wan, O whispering breeze, bloom dreams from withered skies: abiding hot, as conjured Freeze brews Fire Lakes and Lies. I once thought I was Dear, alas, peace and rest; tête–à–tête evades me now in my impasse till Luna's eye is met. The droning Devil's horseback Four destroyed my fore and aft, their guiding light that wilts ashore assures that I am draft. By candles' light is forced the fault till Luna's eye is met, as softly here has lucid salt birthed sickles' jaunty net. This captive land, within my bones, shakes to spatter lightnings-- my knowing laugh arranges tones, goads and slaughters ice wings. Till Luna's eye is met, I shall wish for two hands' death! For diamond souls upset doth render specters, aye, Macbeth?
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