before scrying eyes,
all exists in chaos,
untamed fire as it grows and consumes,
leaving its mark,
beautiful and untuned,
chaos is beauty unchained
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before scrying eyes,
all exists in order,
calming whispers of the hushed wind,
it nurtures and glows with a softened light,
a caressing warmth full of life,
order is harmony contained
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