Elemental Euphoria
An Ode To The Powerful Nuances of Nature
Close My Eyes To Feel
Its heartbeat radiating
Petrichor Inhale
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Sweeping Hair From Eyes
Evaporating my Tears
Into The Ether
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Small Flicker of Light
Eternal Flame Full Of Hope
Survives In The Night
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Glittering Display
Evolving Reproduction
Pomp of Silver Rings
About the Creator
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