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The Sign of a Libra

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Rushing waters from my bosom,
Pebbles smoother than silk,
Warmth of the Earth on my flesh.
Rain as crystal clear as diamonds,
The roar of the wendigo creeps into my ear,
Eyes reflected in the mirage of its soul.
Balancing spirit and soul on my nose,
Collecting the fire on my tongue,
Stroking my rose of perfection.
Caressing my javelin in despair,
As the wendigo crouches by my side,
The stillness of the water reconnects my soul.
the wrath comes quick as a tornado,
My desperate pleas of another chance fade away,
The chimerical vision consumes me into reality.
I put on my chaplet of faith,
Watching my strength restore to a previous stage,
Making the two land masses become one.
The burden of yesterday becomes the robust of today,
The wings of a dove steal my fear,
I am left with my javelin and my tenacity.
Memories hardened my heart,
Rage eats my spirit,
Strength sucks my blood!
This is the sign of a Libra.

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