I close my eyes and all I see are vestiges of emotions.
Swirling colours that entwine and twist endlessly.
Standing still i hear my beating heart,
every thump echoes in my ears,
every pulse felt throughout my entire existence.
My breath labored, my soul torn,
my thoughts only linger on one aspect.
Conflicted of choice, either fire or ice.
The burning passion of the sun, the crucible of creation.
The cold frosted oblivion, the rigid edge of destruction.
Longing for one yet walking towards another,
yearning for the beginning and the end.
All I can do is close my eyes and hope.
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