Ornate Sight
Run away grim eyes,
Overrun stormy cloud tides,
Push ahead of eccentric steel rides,
No bow - no abide,
Set upon forces weakening beneath stellar light,
Give withal ever a vengeful fight,
Beyond moaning growls recite,
Dwells an assuring ornate sight.
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