a harp unstrung


I’m one of them

you know

ready for


crowned with protections

a thousand years

of bets

a fate not based

on chance

a figure

but not that

which has aligned

with the


like somewhere else

surrounded by

an inland promise

come and gone

eroded away

only vaguely


a promise

no more

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