Jiro Dreams
Reaching out wearily into the unknown with but a
handful of companions,
a flame bit my finger. From that, eternal passion bloomed, a mark that'll
fade only when existence does.
Sometimes they entertain
Other times, they horrify
This time, they saved me
Steam
A continuous boiling tsunami washes over ragged mountain peaks without
abandon. Over time, this endless cascade soothes the peaks and smooth’s
the
valleys into something new and beautiful.
Spiked fountain
Endless bliss
Until the end
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