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11-6-07 11/6/0711-6-07 by `Clair
An empire is built upon pillows of rose and red
Walls expand and spread
The retention of water sleeping in its bed
It is quiet as the waves ebb and flow
Murky fog gathers from down below
Peacefully the empire continues to grow
Lunas push and pull gradually intensifies
As blood will finally start to crystallize
Soft tissue is swollen with love and light
Everything is gained only to be lost
The empire falls monthly at very little cost
Rivers of blood run where there once was frost
Beautiful colors emanate like rays from the womb
Days and days of preparation now make room
For a healing release as the butterfly she