Lemuria compact, the Nagas then rise.
The cousin Gina'abul, the ones in disguise.
Draconian like scales, the blood, cold blue.
Blueblooded like a Sirian, the thoughts come through.
Ignore all accounts, the wine is red.
Sleeping in a bed, king size, with breakfast in bed.
The led amounts, the skies black and blue.
The dog like flame, who begins then, to chew.
Amounting back at Thuban, t…
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