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look to the east

he peeks through my window
by dawn's early light
the heat is what stirs me
awakening the fire in my belly
so burn the skin a little
the spirit of raa the shadow of ka
and bake hard the mud
unblinking in the heat
respite in winter's cold
the cycle turning through years untold
giving life, and taking it in kind
to long staring at such beauty
and we mortals wander blind
Written by elijawalker
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