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with only a moment's notice
into eyes that melt sand and souls

where transient conditions of light
mock the
shadows
and shadows c h a s e dreams
into remarkably sealed kaleidoscopes

turning her mind over and again
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shaping resistance into molten fragility
and a river's worth of salty rain

with tools that amounted
to the manipulation of his hands
he turned her into

a living masterpiece