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Spoken as the wings of Icarus,
A pale crescent upon ashen seas,
Silent whispers raised through the din of storms,
Might Truth be heard,
Thundering rampage of golden hues,
Fires of heavens flaken snow,
Blizzards of molten rain,
Fell anguish as atlas forbade,
Soliloquies cast through clouds of light,
Waves seething upon shores cast in heathens,
Once hurt,
Twice death,
Thrice the hell of screamed quiet,
Anger and suffering with silver rivers,
Glass spirals glinting upon purest grace,
Elegant perfidy seen in blue skies,
Lost into the grasp of ancient times,
Laconic deeds lest he sigh,
Lamps of Valinor,
The curse of exiles,
Ages begin of new.

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