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Updated: Mar 10, 2022
Arise! Shame the envious dark moon
You who have new reasons to swoon You have been sickly and green
Now, cut off the poisonous gangrene
It may be happening all too soon
But you have today eleven till noon
The only time to use the magic Rune
The midnight sun is at the zenith of June
New hearts will rise from being strewn
From where their love have laid in ruins
Like a butterfly emerges from a cocoon
Weigh anchor to behold your love's boon
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