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Unrevealed In the Prism
on December 2. Â© All rights reserved
The absence thereof,
I stand accused.
Devoid of any,
Unrevealed in the prism.
I am the chill that fills your vision when you see the painted snow.
I am the heat that radiates the furnace and gives hot steel...