I remember when I played with icicles
to form the tip as sharp as a knife
and kill myself with strength
of frozen love.
I remember when I played with spiders
to assault the clans of Marlborough
and send their hearts running
crumbling to the floor.
I remember when I played with fire
burning healthy trees
reduced to ashes
the people passing.
I remember when I played with life
and with every great loss
comes competition to find
new homes again.
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