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born
of fire
ruled by air
drift-net strands of icicle sea
melt into the deep.
he was taken by the
water blue of her eyes
built in dreams
walls predestined
to be
undone. unveiling with
every careful knot, as
she stretches
out her soul
he searches her energies of
light for lies.
incertitude
turns the air to umber
one soul
cut two ways.
water meeting fire
certainty
turns the air to white.
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