Wrongdoings

Rather the halls empty

Fewer bodies pumping blood

Then stage the wrongs,

Paint the midnight showings

On banners up the stairwells;

To admit pearl scripted beliefs

Translucent in the sun

Were more important than the

Breath of youth, summer wind

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