I lock the old city gates
Pretend insane ..
Steal all of The Sultan’s books
And Princess’s mirrors and panes..
Yet, I haven’t found the truth
Or even eased my pain..
Raving..! in Good start
- Nov. 8, 2019, 6:55 p.m.
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