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This poem is about my belief of how the world was created. |
| From the Fire sought Her; She would always be near, for she is of fire. From the Wind sought Beauty; Beauty not in vain, but in a reflection of her. From the Earth sought Strength; Strength to defeat, conquer, and if needed, be expelled. From the Water sought Purity; Purity that would let us view the world as of innocence, and therefore we will be innocent. From the Light sought Hope; Hope for the future, and for Us. We could not destroy the hope, for the hope is us. From the Elements sought a New World; One that would be inhabited by the future itself. From the World sought People; They would cherish it, use it, destroy it, and renew it. From the People sought Us. |