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Spirits III ~ Fire....Elemental Sonnet Somewhere below she lit fire Such heat it could only look up north Upward towards alofty forth Dimension to sit on the prye Of desire and birth in light Luminesce lions eyes at night. Beneath the carbon crusted eyes Liquid lava flows fervent lies The ones that carry half true sight Blinding because they're real tight, So somehow Gaia knew the score Was sore ready to even up Following on the heels of yores Today her core filled up my cup. |
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