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Confrontation
On an edge of earth I stood
Wreathed in flames that gave no quarter
Sweltering breath split by the beckoning sheen of steel
A resonant collision of infernal force and inexorable will
On an edge of earth I stood in stillness
And so did the cadence of time
in this frozen portrait of conflict made from
daunting portents of uncertain endings.
On an edge of earth,
as if a book were finished being read.
Where everything has always ever been for you, and has always ever
driven me forward
Where I still stand to weld fear and courage.
