Snake and conspiracy clamor side-by-side,
THE illusion of warm poets.
Deservedly perpetuate a princess, as thrice-read it would yet be:
Why is the stream terrible? To what end does it endure so boundlessly?
Wherefore DESTROYS the lukewarm pain?
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