Ice and Fire
The sun, they curse,
Witnesses the Summer,
Winter comes with grace,
The Sun, they desire.
The dance of the rain,
The elegance of water,
When buried grudge breathes,
Storm burst open the thunder.
The Love is gentle,
When hard, the heart beats,
Heart scatters and bleeds,
When sharp ends bears a beast.
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