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Flicker God

 
An embrace, its liquid gold runs upwards,
kindles lost fragments, igniting all.

Revolution's rage pays tribute
to my lord's rumbled ruling.

Scorched reach to the burning core —
the whirled shapes lie and promise,

life-breather,
firemaker.







Written by Atakti
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