Peace I seek,
Smoke I received,
Peace I gave,
Flames she returned.
I wonder how?
Ash in my mouth,
Silence in hers,
I brace against
avalanche;
she danced.
I built from
nothingness
Stone by stone,
She sang to ruin,
Sweet, alone.
Now I bear
A secret flame,
Not to burn—
But to name
The chaos.
Peace I gave—
Still.
But now I ask it
For my own.
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