Heart Is Where the Stone Is

I am faceted.
I am molded; I am cut; I am shown.

I am a molten mantle mass
caverned in craters of carbon
suffocating while soldering.

I am mounted to magma mounting;
cubes of crystal calculatedly cleaved,
surfacing scummed speckles.

I am a set steeled stone;
a fractured fandangle
refracting radiance.


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