Transparent mind sees no one And yet, the crystal images came to life Your dark shadow crouches Waiting for silent relief Ready to spring out of decaying benevolence An actor of performances past Dance around your passionate images And while destroying minds close within you A breath of fire bespeaks your hatred Droplets of fusion form at the base Exploding into a destructive end Alone you sit Loathing at the past Awaiting anxious future Which no one looks forward toBirth sign: Scorpio
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