How long I tried to escape
From that avenger, not be named!
How much I bothered my puzzled mind
To solve a Riddle left untamed!
Was I my own enemy?
Had I liquidated my liquid eyes,
Could I watch when my rival cries?
How could I have known, how could I
My last foe was my first ally?
You were the axis of my existence
Although my pivot was for long finished.
My Prince, you should see your “patronee”
Expected to be saved by a deer on prance
Not by you and your long-hid passion.
So don’t be harsh and hard on me,
If over your corpse I may not cry.
How should I have known, how should I
My worst foe was my best ally?
Maybe one was foe and the rest ally,
Or I am the foe and the whole ally.
I’m puzzled by the way I am.
Defeated, I have no science.
If I break my wand, it is to show
No foe I know, nor alliance.
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