
Today's been a busy day. Time to write.
Fighting the break of dawn
A brink of light fades into ash
All night will soon see time
The slow and sudden pain of fire
Deeply stings like a marble of ice
All will fall like a fear-struck bridge
Sturdy for others, weak in the cracks
Out of sight you ask me to run
Crying convicted shame in the streets
Star-cross these hearts
And divide these vows
For no longer do we pray as we wait
Pompous parades march through April
We ourselves created this marvelous scene
A beauty to behold in the streets of Vienna
For all may enjoy any goodness we wrought
And bestow as many pleasures we bring.
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