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wanderer
It was dangerous water
Yet dry, Desolate, and daring me to continue
From the dangerous sky
Came fear as sharp as lightning
And thunder, thunder that scrapes and saws
As though the work of an evil child
It must be raw apprentices who experiment
But take their customs elsewhere if they don't get it
Such dazzling uncertainty
It created shyness that tore viscously at the heart
This is where the map should fold
As though an explosion of dazzling jewels
Glare and glow full of beauty
Beauty that brought clarity
The night somehow friendlier than the day
The starlight beautiful
As capturing as the descending sun
A shining star
And a spraying fountain
Better than before
It was consuming, comforting, captivating
It was safe
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