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3.

introspection of December,

where my soul is resting

in perfect symmetry

with everything around me.

I am a cube,

facing red triangles of love,

listening to the music

of a long-forgotten time,

I am the clear blue ocean

surrounding the pristine islands,

where no one has ever

set foot

in centuries.