Interregnum
A queen's brief flaming left those ruined palace walls these peacocks strutting them at dusk One calls hideous with what its thousand eyes that cry in coming night behold.
Harry Fainlight
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A queen's brief flaming left those ruined palace walls these peacocks strutting them at dusk One calls hideous with what its thousand eyes that cry in coming night behold.