A king desires gold;
A queen staves her age;
The princess craves power,
But I grant none of these.
My skill to read
Starry maps of night
Creates nothing;
Foretells only possibility;
And grants no certainty.
Points of light plot no destiny;
glittering hope ordains no fate;
Foretelling maps only through
The black holes of the futures
Where one falls.
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