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cadhla, read this one. I found it on greatpoets this morning.

What the Oracle Said

You will leave your home:
nothing will hold you.
You will wear dresses of gold; skins
of silver, copper and bronze.
The sky above you will shift in meaning
each time you think you understand.
You will spend a lifetime chipping away layers
of flesh. The shadow of your scales
will always remain. You will be marked
by sulphur and salt.
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Sleepy now, but it was worth it. Singing Kipling plus songs suggested by the conversation last night was much fun, even though I hardly knew any of the words.