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Your Grace





Black Digital ravens slowly descend
Sliding to open does my hand
Unearthing the letter from your Grace
Reforming your Sansa's face


Galloping steps between our Wall
Heavy as the Red wedding at the Hall
Can never be mine your Grace
Gaze at my white walker face


Our path begets Winterfell
A great kingdom burned to hell
See through the flames your grace
Murder by the Hound's daze


A visit from the One Eyed Crow
Is an arrow from Ygritte 's bow
Its the beheading scene your grace
These mind bending plots to haze
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