The archer’s arrow ran out
The mightiest swords were rendered useless
As the fire and water stared at each other-
Each one either calculating or contemplating
At last she emerged victor of her own self
She finally understood
She had lost the battle
But she won the war
A passionate writer, she enjoys exploring themes of love, memory, and human connection through poetry and fiction. Her work reflects an interest in finding meaning. Pen name: Ellize Joaquin
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