Sage Spell

Enma as the base, his sharp spirit, his edge, his nature to refine and discipline, buried peacefully under earth, so that it may rest, atop a prayer plant, to entangle its roots, to grow, and spread his domain, his wings, to live on, and become more, what will he grow to be, what will he see, what will his discipline earn him, a refined spirit.

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Humanity

I don’t need bonus points, and I don’t need, to catch, and make the most of every opportunity, I'm not in love, and I'm not desperately in need, I remember, life, and what’s ahead, Earth, and her extensions, I was too prepared for it, it caused me to forget, my humanity, the West extends, there are others who need to feed.