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And what corona should be given to thee
As the princess pines in solitary
Not upon a peak sought by arbitrary
But by a prince whose power is arbitrary
And held within stars not yet even born
Seen in shadows and seen in scorn
And is wrath before it hath come
Before made worlds collide in unison
On that yonder peak and in its valleys
On other worlds or within alien ship galleys
Planets orbit in the name of roman gods
But nothing orbits when nothing’s lost
And nothing’s deemed to have ever been
Where thou’st pulled into cosmic dreams
So let it leash unfurled to balk such pillages
And set wisened folk out on pilgrimages
In such tender love he who is the diplomat
Of such sensitive carried verse or in supplement
And rendered as to be spilt like blood upon the page
When in war in peace or in siege or enraged
In tallest order be annexed by the supplicant
Chosen by the most high on mountains mighty
Twice unlikely held even thrice unlikely fold
Times a thousand more likely of this the word told
