THE SEVENTH VEIL
THE SEVENTH VEIL
She danced upon the seventh veil
A breeze as yet unnamed
Her sacrifice, to no avail
I let her slip away
Now at my feet
Lay seven veils
A sin for every day
I find no ship, needs seven sails
A breeze as yet untamed
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