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Leonine
While looking up into the blackness; past this now leafless canopy
Fires are simply burning; within their own realms of infinity
Wonderous twinkling is intertwined in the branches repeatedly
It is hard to believe this basic beauty gave spawn to humanity
Gifts from a crescent saw of lit reflection; drops in stillness, from the tree
Ignition, found that, warmth is a life-long present; fate gave inside of thee
Stars are everywhere, not just in the dark heavens; of which we can plainly see
In endless cliches of sticks and stones; none can break the leonine inside of me
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