Forging
Metal and minerals Glass and iron Silver entwined in obsidian crystals Smoky haze stains the air A person A being A sentient thing Forged in the blood Of trial and error Of torture and joy Of love and hate Of life and death And in the hideousness In the flaws of their skin Is the beauty of effort and continuance Hammered into form Molded into shape Carved into essence Each person Each being Each sentient thing Is forged in the blood Of themselves
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