At times it hap’neth that I rewrite thy name,
And sometimes, ‘tis true, it fills me with dread,
As thou appear’st so grim, a tower of shame,
Rising, demanding, from the waters’ depth.
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At times it hap’neth that I rewrite thy name,
And sometimes, ‘tis true, it fills me with dread,
As thou appear’st so grim, a tower of shame,
Rising, demanding, from the waters’ depth.
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