Blood is blinding, bleating blackened
Rivers. Read around. The rivals
Lust for long and limber ladies
Mocking manly murmurs mild. But
Horses heft their humans -- Hades'
Fires flash and form the fairies
Winging where they wish we were --
Dragons drink then, drastic, drag on
People pushing poisoned passions --
Yet you yearn for yesteryears that
No one nowhere knows, are nothing.
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