They came together in a passion of frenzy,

Heat and water;

Together.

White hot heat, to damp,

Cold,

Bleak.

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A depressed, damp cloud of silver-white obscurity,

I float now;

My particles slip away,

The crisp blue air collects my pieces.

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Violently now and oh so rapid.

Torn apart,

This way that;

This way that.

Till all that I am is gone.

All that is left:

A void of empty molecules.