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Once upon a time on a dark and nameless peak,
He offered me wine, red as a blood moon.
He offered me wine, and on that dark and nameless peak, I–
Stopped. Waited. Hoped.
Once upon a time on a dark and nameless peak,
His wine was spilled, forgotten.
And on that dark and nameless peak I saw her for the first time.
My light.
