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What is the rest of this poem it strange that kings and queens clowns sowder saw dust strings?

In the realm where wonders blend,

Kings and queens with crowns descend,

Clowns of mirth with laughter's hue,

Solder brave who fights anew.

Sawdust carpets where once they play,

Strings vibrate with music's sway,

In harmony their roles embrace,

An otherworldly time and space.

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