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| turbulent flames over the water,
soothing stillness hugs me fixed-
come evening, you dress me
in ever more radiant skin,
now warm evermore:
of all the earthly pillars built from rock,
infinite is the throne in which we now lay;
high
waterfall of light, one endless flow,
it washes through insufficient hands:
always insufficient
yet now complete
and forever more:
we phosphoresce in our presence,
glowing evermore:
everything shines over the water-
set ablaze and held calmly still:
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