Mortal Consolation
From your acme of pride
You lost your peaceful childe
With none by your side
And nowhere to hide
Rejected and sent below
Into this shameful hollow
In pain you hallow
No one to be your pillow
Let me aid in my shallow LART
And wrap you in my warmly heart
I will adore you without prat
And willingly be your brat
Rise from shame to royalty
This scarlet wings I will chime till eternity
You will be restored far beyond your calamity
And your afflictors will regret their futlity
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