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I will speak to you of flames and ashes following ember words in wooden texts you forge your illusions in the tone of my voice and cry your tears over laughter and sadness open like a book of wizardry jump in and close your eyes and burn I will give you fire you will give me air and leave the world in ruins a beautiful place I will speak to you of stars and moons to invent the night sky and hint at the day the universal door taken off its hinges a cosmology of wisdom and imagination to follow Venus in the morning and to pen our future like prophets of another language and another world engaged for love and balance I will speak to you of paths and destinations and clear the way to somewhere out of time without sense of direction or knowledge of truth you can walk to where the metaphor lives go places I've never been to and call them home because there is freedom I keep no slaves and you hate me and you love me and I disappear to leave you traveling alone with experience for eyes and passionate steps I will speak to you of fact and fiction and will not draw the line of interrogation between my hunger and your thirst self-deception of the absolute desire walking up and down the staircase of meaning something missing is found something uncreated born my vision and my dreams real and inescapable belief cut loose by a willing knife to hear what hasn't been spoken and understand There will be time for questions but I will not answer
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