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Sabres

The perfumed rose of summer is now distant

The barricades of winter have fallen

Revealing crystal fields

Still in the morning sun

Alert the doe breathes clouds 

That mix in the mist

Sabre Rooks pick on the bones of earth at it falls asleep 

Soundly keeping its council until spring.

Panic prevails for safe winter havens 

Some will not wake from their slumber 

succumbed to Winters white death 

Hearts given out , along with breath 

Wait , wait 

Wait for the Aconite

Conquistador of the snows 

Slayer of the ice dragons 

Daring to show its virginity to the sky

Harbinger of spring 

And the perfumed rose 

 

12/10/24 19:05-19:31 

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