Lucky Thirteen

Thirteen

years, it takes

to become

a man.

Thirteen

were the men

whom lastly

dined in.

Even in myth,

thirteen

were the knights

of Avalon.

In Babylon,

thirteen constellations

they saw.

Even the augurs,

the magi, and the holi rest,

thirteen, 

they prophesied

as eternal law.

Thirteen is now,

when tyranny has fallen,

and all of us,

the dejected,

can go back

home.

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