if you mixed fire
and water,
with air
already there,
and the earth always
in everyone,
you’d see
mountains moved
or maybe only
thoughts thought
but with currents
of passion amazed
and returning to
your island a growing
belief
in what
freedom the nature of
and starting to but
oh! and oh…
the sudden flight of a bird
i swallow my drink to
its fortune i give a kiss
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