The Curse

February 19, 2011
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The curse did relentlessly disparage
the once consistently prevalent mirage
which had greatly luminously governed
every mirthful life of happy mothered.

Now see the air's been tainted capricious,
its nature chaos painted pernicious;
all sacred blessings evaporated
when by crass doom was fate saturated.

The curse befell too mercurially
for concern to flow immediately,
though had the trepidation sooner shot,
would not have mightier our fancies' fought?

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