how often
this inner
creative vision
insists dreams
rebuild conviction
connectivity cementing
broken shards
shattered glass
reflection commenting
ceramic words
human mosaics
flint limbs
quartz eyes
refined copper
into molten
defining words
directing lava
into vast
deep crevasses
a forceful
lasting age
everyone tinted
corroded green
resentment pages
explosive mouths
every one
imploding north
exploding south
recourse dreams
those temptations
minted original
co-existent love
out pouring
resistant co-dependence
realistic turnabout
augmenting archaic
molten steel
magic occurring
profound zeal
every compromise
coping inspiration
scoping both
true south
unruly north
speaking sage
fueling means
refusing hate
tempered resistance
resisting fate
what good
is love
when rage
consumes us
what good
is love
when storms
surround us
when assumption
confounds us
how often
could vision
restore sight
how often
can love
repair things
what was
always wrong
can love
create things
make them
instrumentally strong
smelting love
that inner
inventive vision
pressing love
into heartfelt
soulful intrusion
convincing love
infusing dreams
both me
as well
as you
confessing guilt
what we
truly felt
what we
exactly knew
can come
divinely true

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