one, two, three, Bang
Once, mountains of gray
lay upon me. Lay the golden hair.
Twice, sun, sky of blood
hunt me. Prey the air.
Thrice, pain, agony, wound of war
try on me. Cut the heart.
End; all of life
betrayed me. Pain the only heir.
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