Sharp like a blade
It slices through the mental

The movement will twist when you’re not looking

In the pond it lives
requires a different thinking to dive in

To the deep state, where powermoves dwell inside a vessel

The red, the written words, the stories envelop in veins

They make up of a warrior

Behind this warrior’s face, is the kindness you don’t normally see

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