Where the small torches lit lightly in blistering rebuke over unseen yore's day
It was you I saw 'εγώ ο ίδιος' the crying Dragon, my fleeting shadow
'They said it was I who caused the murder, who killed another's Mother; who brought this blood on 'cracy's Chapiter
speak to me 'eaftós'' but he has already fled.
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