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A Shaman flew o’er Bangkok
to a cave, when it was dark.
The wind it blew
through the black night,
and the Monsoon
fell, drop on drop.

She halted near a cave of magic,
where people say a princess, tragic,
took her life;
her love so deep,
and pools of water
are where she weeps.

The cave is but a royal tomb,
and blood runs
from the royal womb,
the lake’s waters,
a grave do make,
for men to drown
in waters’ wake.

The shaman’s vision saw it all
as drop on drop,
the rain did fall.
A stranger came
on a black steed,
to help her
in her hour of need,
“Sir,” said the shaman, “Please help me,
please. Tell the princess,
- set him free!”

The monk had eyes, honest and true,
he told the shaman
all he knew,
“Lek is safe,” he whispered soft,
then on his steed,
away did trot.

The horse’s mane
an ocean crest,
shone spectral light
where’er it went,
and thunderous hooves
made phantom sounds
that round the mountain
did resound.

And if you listen
on stormy nights,
some say you see them
as they ride,
through lush forests
near Tham Luang Cave,
where The Wild Boars
this History made.

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