EARTH
Bears all sustenance
From flower, to fruit, to grain
Somehow, we chose grass
AIR
Familiar smells
Dance in arms that destroy homes
And gently guide kites
FIRE
Go ahead, cook flesh
Comfort yourself by my watch
I could; if I wished…
WATER
Polluted am I
As I am you. Cleanse yourself
And we shall pour out
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