licking the present
cycling, dancing,
a thrilling suspence
a motion, as if trying
to escape from the core
Soul like form
seen
but untouchable
life in vision...
A syrine of pyre
calling, beckoning
a child of light and darkness
the gift of Prometheus
"Come stranger
jump inside
feel the hot embrace
feel the light and the darkness
You are forelorn"
I rise from my ashes
I am Phoenix
reborn time and time again
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