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Poem: Lonely Halls with Echos of Plans

In rooms where guests used to congregate in I sit alone
With my thoughts focused on the notable absence of you
Whose angelic voice would fill up these hollow halls with song
Where the people would dance and marvel at the spectacle

Poem: Couplet of War

The sound of horse hooves gallop across plains
As the boys with their trumpets play their refrains
In their gleaming metal armor polished bright
Charge rows and rows of the mounted knights
Forward on in martial order towards the rising sun