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Wednesday 4

“Supreme Substance”

There’s a wind that hauls yon
It’s like a thin rope I step on
A fragile path I,alone can see
Despite my limbs, yet to be free

Comes a tidal assault
As wild as the lightning bolt
The water’s extreme unfriendliness
Sends me to my weakest tenderness

But with my core embedded and guarded
Raging with fire cannot be defeated
I live like the earth’s body
And this love for you is that fire within me

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