Slight to the solar atomic
Dance me with your ways
Sway me to your liking when
And wherever you crave
For I am but you stringèd
Wingless, crowing dove
Shy to form and quick to be
Your loyal slave, enough

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If you can understand my scatterbrained poem, you'll know how I feel right now, and how things have gone x3 Whee.

*runs off*