They took care of the ill dragon, Mastero was his name.
He slept until, the sun came out by breaking night's curtain.
Blackberry then, with wings flapping told princess to depart.
Dragon listening her misery gifted Sword with power certain.
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Dark prince touches me. Good poem. I invite you to please read my poems and comment.
really magical mam, it your poem casted a magical spell on me........love it...............