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One lovely petal, gone to mud
One other, schooled in the murder's way
One man wades knee-deep in blood
One thing, not mortal, to Death will pray
The marching monsters, having wept
Bring battle bloody to deep heaven's door
Beneath strange stars, while justice slept
Against those whom Earth's kin abhor
Within the engines, engines turn
To grind the grist yet finer still
The scarlet queen would castles burn
To build the steam to urge her mill
A monster must forever atone
Happy endings are for mortals alone
63,495 words.
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