.The noon next still these children sleep
Yet they bear no fever, nor wound
Under hex how far have they fallen
Fathomed be the priest and his secret to consume
Is it just they are lost in dream
Eyes speak dead yet here they breath
To the touch skin fouls a sour cold
A.
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