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Scorpio, Queen of Darkness Envious of Libra, the great Creator In need of a gift, to make things real And desperate, indeed, for inspiration She crawls in her lair, in search for a theme A song, a tune, a verse, anything Will she find it, anything at all? Will she able one day, to create also? May we never know, though we may hope That when she finds, that gift, for once She'll have the most beautiful dreams ever dreamt And her Darkness will spawn things we'll love... ...for Creation is Dream...