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She was a man naive and pure, highly susceptible to illusions of geandeur
He was a girl seeking truth and an impetus to feel
Together they were fire and ice, an unsustainable whirlwind of passions.
Their body of work spoke a language all its own,
And together they were searching for home.
Apart they bore fruit despite the separation of root.
Now she is the Paige of Cups,
Embarking on a new page of cups, and manifestations
And there is only NOW.
