Not so many moonlights ago
I was amazed by my own reflection.
For I have this entire world
surrounded by my deception.
Under my streaming lights
I create the reason for rejection.
Until then, with widows grave,
I arise for my own protection.
Where my autumn is your winter
the summer breeze is my spring.
Thus I was created, by my saviour,
as I run free with my string.
Oh hearer of my mountains,
here I speak for your forgiveness,
as I, the king, beholds the strongest ring.
At wit’s end, for there was no season,
my darkest forest would sing.
The ruins and serene,
asleep and well hidden,
were formed by defeat.
So hear my last call
as I hide in your shadows discrete.
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