What is the hidden substance?
Reliable when contained,
Framed on the wall
Like mercury.
All in flux is all in danger,
The stranger to stay
In shadow.
I pray, in wing and talon
I bate at every shift
In light
At rifts, I screech in alarm
If harm discerns
My exposed brood
I yearn the end of my quest
To rest on the breast
Of the great mythic unicorn
Named Security.
Can she be found
In this place of brutality?
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