Poem: Eight Princes and Eight Doors

Eight princes and eight doors—
a friend a friend ignores—
A quest to find the light
within ungodly night.

That which hungers must be slain, 
yet the deed will leave a stain. 
Who can cover up the mark 
ever growing in the dark?

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