108 Such words do shake my senses, disbelief in tow, For from thee, such disdain, strikes a fearful blow. Thou art rumored to seek my downfall, so dire, From one such as thee, it kindles dread’s fire. Most alarming and grave, this news does appear, Shrouding truth in shadows, in whispers unclear. By my very life, which holds value so dear, The gossips’ tongues wag, spreading falsehoods I hear. Untruths they weave, to sever our bond with haste, A ploy most foul, laid with little grace or taste. A man approached thee, cloaked in secret spite,
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