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Henry's Hand

Bloody memories of provokes
stain the chalice stem
red rings blush colour
leftover from hanging vine.


Better it was gone,
smashed glass cast passions
distorted shard slivered effigy.
Held abreast from form.


Ill favoured fluttering eye
cannot meet gazing stars,
for off balance sight
there crept shadow borders.


Raise high solid walls
and arm surrounding turrets,
these keep beasts out.
Preserving crest kingdom come.


 


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