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Here lies the palace of truth
Where wine and molten crowns
Shall free your heart's desires
For the price of unyielding hands.
Let this be your first game
To determine the strings attached:
Refuse their jewel-encrusted words
Let us play dice with the real world.
For fate does not sleep in crystal balls
Nor in dreams or ancient scrolls
Rather, captured in the flip of fool's gold
And the etched outcome that faces the sun.
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PoetryThe words The petals On a flower that Thrives by appearance Is only Will merely Be a flimsy Taste of what's inside Why price By the eyes The symmetry Of flawed beauty As though As most Are weighed by Thoughtless ideals For those Four arrows A sma...
