https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=egWbhNXuGAE
( Rendition to the music, and title )
Love is sadness for a story
at the Western Seas
It was never told but sung
for the soft-hearted
it was heard at the shore :
As a high note in water writ
it was made by tears
of the deep blue dragons
which there dwells ;
on pink lips it was a kiss.
But the child of their union
was turquoise then
it was as razor claws cut into
the egg as it hatched
came out a stranger instead.
They cared not much for it,
for neither saw
their own reflections in it,
its scales shifted
into shadow did it turn ; -
Its colour changed every
time the sun set ;
it was dyed in their pain
of abandonment ;
then as humans noticed - ;
They all deflected into it
for it constrains
all the misery and cruelty
of our existence ,
in the Western Seas it lives.
Its known as the wild lotus,
for it but dreams
with its parents every day ;
it remained a child
for adults did not teach it.
It is but a drop in the Sea ;
Heir name is Shú,
more is never spoken of it
in Draconis it is
as a blessing conferred.
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