So Still The Night

so still the night
	the cats resting and all
	alone
there is a space for one who belongs here
	vacant
	a jest if you will
the court has been diminished
	the prince is not within the castle keep
	we've looked for him
		he is not here
	perchance a bit of faerie magic
	of wonderful woods full of dreams
of willful play and stories spun by the light of the moon
and perhaps in days to come there will be justice done
	the prideful will fall upon their knees
	they will plead for mercy for these follies
will we listen
	or will we behave just as they had
		wrongly

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