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The world is for the living. Who are they? We dared the dark to reach the white and warm. She was the wind when wind was in my way; Alive at noon, I perished in her form. Who rise from flesh to spirit know the fall; The word outleaps the world, and light is all. Constantine.
The prompt is from a poem in a book ("The Blank Page") by K. C. Constantine.
