Drum Poem

My drum is the thunder of galloping hooves
My hooves are the echoes of revelling hills
My hills are the shapes of dragons of awe
My dragons of awe have succumbed to stone.
My stone is the walls of a city of yearning
My city of yearning will never fall
My fall is the madness of Faery returning,
The madness of Faery returning my drum.

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