You have buried your prophecies in a ghostly tragedy
While you play Hide and Seek in your boyhood diary.
If only you could feel some sympathy for the fallen patron
If only you could understand the morals of the greedy benefactor
Then you could breed a tree companion to dumb owls and caged souls.
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Author:
lysistrata (
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- Comment from author about the poem: For ThePearlPoet, Written yesterday during a brief visit to the 'Omphalos', From TheDelphicSibyl
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