Celestia's Renaissance
I kept turning these precognitive pages....
As one skipping about a reticent rendition; but
They continued coming up blank although knowing
That I was just one drop of ink away; ten thousand terms
Words in her horse drawn clandestine carriage; his poetic helots
Hearse from some semantics recipient read through; `ex post facto.
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