I was trying to solve a puzzle that they said would save my soul
But I lost some pieces along the way; now I cannot make it whole.
If I could but remember, I'd craft them all anew
But the Puzzle-Master comes too soon and I have other things to do.
I was climbing mount Vesuvius and my friends, they cheered me on,
Spoke of glory that awaited——wept bitterly at my fall.
As I stood ten-thousand feet above the throng below
There saw I Abora in the clouds and the Shaper moving slow.
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