"...it's as if they're calling me with the cadence of a flame..."
oh let me sail the whole
of all the art in you
direct my sainted role
on winds and skies of blue
to muse this verse in me
enflame this embered heart
let breath be now my sea
of grace that you impart
to ready now my quill
come lay upon this pyre
I whisper soft until
you keep what you inspire
~moses apollo
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