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An ode to the Preedas
I saw her paint another flame,
where the embers fan and become
an inferno; Kagutsuchi's muse,
ornamented with a powerful grace.
I saw her stroke the canvas pyrope red,
carefully capturing the heat and wrath
of...
where the embers fan and become
an inferno; Kagutsuchi's muse,
ornamented with a powerful grace.
I saw her stroke the canvas pyrope red,
carefully capturing the heat and wrath
of...
