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Mar 29
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Quietlyย my handย 

caresses the fire with joy;

I watch my hand burn.


My body drowns in

the ocean's gentle feathers;

emerged in slumber.


My hand reaches for

the stars, trying to grasp the

untouchable air.


Energy flows throughย 

your presence, travelling from

your very own core.
fire
water
air
earth
No one
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No one  17/Between my words
(17/Between my words)   
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