Yours, the Pale-Shelled Cameo, Dear
Yours, the pale-shelled cameo, dear
Moon-skied, Night-worn.
Hung from its pure starred necklace.
Pearls of the high-born!
Of you what's mythic featured
Afar, as dream-lit
Alike within clasping's reach.
Alike to claim it.
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