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His Aura
A young heart, a soul of ancient torah
Strength to the power that is his aura
The slings and arrows of life untamed
Just slide from the plating of his aura
When my soul’s shards were jumbled about
Calm was found in the peace of his aura
Emotions tailored skin with cutlery
Vanish in the healing of his aura
He is candlelight in the deepest dark
It is the harmony of his aura
Those who turned the page to my new peace
Know the benevolence of his aura
And when asked what factor gives him his peace
States it’s a Raivenne, that is his aura
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