Tempestuous, clawing at the edges, uncontainable,
Busting scripts open, peering inside, with honest curiosity.
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Hearth fire clears its throat,
Ready to fling balm of crackle and snap to thirsty ears,
Anchor.
Air spiced and seasoned,
Carrying all the colors of longing,
The whisper of places hoped for,
Joy.
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