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Was it her skin, flurried in drifts          
of rose beyond a copse of crowns          
drawing such a reluctant light        
from a heavily pursed brow          
Was it her innocent glance back        
easing doubt enough to accept her        
fleeting descent pursued by a slated          
rogue of blue ‘ore rounded earth        
As a last unicorn of somber forest        
following a vestal virgin to its death        
knowing, “When the sun has set,          
no candle can replace it.” Except          
The Moon and her astral entourage          
from which all legends are sourced.          
Quote attribution: George R. Martin    
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