Tow headed woman, child off woods
two once green, brown, canceled why?
Barron, indebted years scored, pity ed
never would know potted, room bloom.
Why did you choose insanity's, shield
mixed custom boons?
Your Mégas Aléxandros slain uselessly,
is debated fathers far flung dream, stain.
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