Charm
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Below Fire’s hairs, there he sat
on mortal Wood’s structure
to chant and chat
with Heaven’s charming cheer
I had sewed their mouth shut
with needles of fame
and yarns of destiny
Heaven chose me for glory eternally
Days joy charmed her to merry
Never have I found curves and curls spin to glory
Every course of aura sailed to eternity
