and you whispered bright
and I said the wall
and you found a door
and I said the surface
and you offered depth
and I said there’s nothing
and you held it all
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And I said the fire
and you traced the ash
and I said the circles
and you started to dance
and I said beginning
and you put out your hand
and I said the pattern
and you took a chance
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And I said the ground
and you replied clay
and I said beneath us
and you looked above
and I said it passes
and you it transforms
and I said this process
and you said this love