A rising star, celebrated by many, but loved by none, bemused.
Fearful of what befalls, snatching away the pulsating life stream of her short-lived glamour.
A dream of tragedy...
the crowds in sacred hush,
aware, trembling of its ringing taunt,
erupts, finding something, anything,
to remind them not,
of the haunting tragedy within.
God must save, and God alone.
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