Fire burns below -
Earth breaks, water flood - air takes.
Unseen forces dance…
I am a victim of comma splice, and a lack of, sleep.
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Luv the rhythm of this.
Very nicely done :)
Beautiful piece. Well done.
Awesome 👌
Gorgeous!