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I’m here again, the dragon’s cave He’s wrapped his leathery wings About me In a deadly embrace His putrid breath hangs in the air His thoughts insinuate themselves Into my brain How else could I think such deathly thoughts About myself? I had vowed not to enter The dark cave again. I thought the elixir A potent charm. The dragon has me in his grasp. His words are poison. He knows the words. How can I resist him? |
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