Gone
The weird sisters
Sing a tune to
Me. In my darkened
Space underwater over air.
*
They sing of your
Coming, but I will
Not be her
Waiting when you arrive.
*
Long ago, I left the
Place your servants
Prepared for me. I also
Left you weapon, eternally held over me.
*
I went to land to see the
Beauties You banned
Me from. I ignore your
Desire of me.
*
May you find your
Treasure at the
Bottom of the Lake.
I no longer dwell there in you.
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