In a circle place:
A song sung pure,
A rhyme rapped true,
An empty notebook unopened,
A naked hand holding a quill pen,
A lost love supreme,
A forgotten memory in verse,
A stopped watch with hands bent,
A selfie of unborn me in an empty womb,
An eye from the back of your head,
A shout sealed in a whisper,
A dancing sandstone statue,
A white oyster inside a blackened pearl,
An origami shadow folded in the dark.
Circle five impossible truths.
I will arrive clad in your miracles,
I will wear these miraculous masks,
I will be your costumed wishes,
I will ring falsehoods for your desires,
I will exist to cease your summoning.
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