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Magic words reveal themselves

From pages of a book

Written once, so long ago

These visions overlooked

Of palaces and kingly men

Of princes, brave and true

Now lost among the scattered mass

Of paper, blown, astrew

A princess in her own right

She holds the book aloft

Its fire glows with radiant light

Its power gently wafts

Conjuring the days of yore

The spirits start to swirl

The prophecy within this book

Of secrets, now unfurled



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