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I have been touched by the hands of a supreme being

with the coldness of a pentameric symmetry iceberg.

I would not believe in god if it would not for science,

and I wonder if I would save the fire

or the air that feeds it.

Its fingers were flexible and were extended towards me

melting and bending the space-time.

I would not believe in god if it would not for science,

and I wonder if I would save the fire

or the air that feeds it.

Its arms also stretched out to me

in a curved way to embrace me.

But I only understand the straight line

and the Euclidean geometry divisions.

The tetrahedron shows the fire

as the octahedron is shown by the earth.

The icosahedron shows the water

as the cube shows the air.

Finally I float towards the fifth element figure,

and I still wonder if I would save the fire

or the air that feeds it.