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on creation’s palm you are the fate line of earth a fortune of light resolved to give birth by fire finding warmth in giving warmth how beautiful life can be when through cracks your smile enters lighting up the clouds from a majestic distance in celestial energy you fall on my lips when you rise after the moon through shadows of dawn please don’t grow frigid before I touch you like Icarus
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