Just once before I go,
Your face soft set in sympathy
Forgiveness for my woe.
I wish I could excise that past,
A mind beyond control;
In vain are such desirings,
Fruitless yearnings of the soul.
I pad behind you, Watchful, unfeasible power coiled in grace. Watchful, Alert, Proud beyond expression. Suddenly! Winged...
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