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A movement quick, a golden tree; My splendor is your enemy. Perform your task without delay - I'll bite you ere I flee away.

Footprints wand'ring 'cross five strings, In darkness I am silent but with eyes on me I sing.

Beneath the earth my bones run deep. Within my chambered heart I keep The never-ceasing scurryings Of mice and other small, brief things. My eyes gleam in the midday sun But shine more bright when day is done.