A feathery fire
Struggles to stay dry and fly
In shimmering sheets
In times of trouble,
Strengthen or weaken your limbs:
Fight or drop away.
Where dragons burrow,
Worms will always find their place,
Like bees in a hive.
Fortune will find you,
A strange truth will confuse you,
A lie will blind you.
Lugubrious shell,
Once occupied, now empty,
Awkward no longer.
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