Let’s get burned
Let’s get frozen
Let’s be rabbit trails
Long grown over.

Transformed into fire by
The licking of the flame,
Isolated into ice
By frost that aims to mame.

Roots pierce through
This stony heart
All to begin anew.

Allow the elements not to defeat you
But to become you for a purpose
That was always above us all.

Vagabond Prophet

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