∴ the last flame of vermilion skies seared into my eyes,
venturing into the dark
a guiding ember when Venus and the moon hid behind clouds
strong winds, nearly lifting me, undeterred
upon the ridge-line trail, through hours I trekked
until my path led me to only you ∴
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