Clenching jaws
follow new-found laws
Blast to cause
breath in pause
raking fingers turned to claws
revealing the flaws
We diffuse
the powers to use
Golden hues
fragrant dews
a conflagration to choose
aching sunset bruise
Bodies hold
memories of old
tales untold
lo behold
they speak of the soul once sold
for silver, not gold
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