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Consanguinity


Tears trickled on the cold surface,

As they surrounded the table.

Deepest regrets they did confess,

Sifting between fact and fable.

Their kinship a ground unstable,

So long as they dismissed reality,

The vice that broke Cain and Abel,

Shall not break their affinity.


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*(Huitain) is a French poetry form that consists of:

8-line stanza

ababbcbc rhyme scheme

Usually 8 to 10 syllables per line

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 15, 2019 ⏰

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