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I can feel her breath,
as gentle breeze caresses my face.
I can feel her presence,
as something cold touches my feet.
I know she's here,
as soft hand makes me feel warmth.

This makes me feel secure,
as I lay down here in the seashore.
with burnt woods in front of me,
and cold air and water touching me.
Calling down their names,
as I settle myself within the circle.





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