Aorist

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(Simple occurrence of an action without reference to its completeness, duration, or repetition)

The weather at noon is hot,
But a moon, I can spot.
The sun shines brighter
Than it normally would,
'Tis so unique and it feels surreal.

I am cold, yet sweaty,
It's not fever, I'm not shivering,
Maybe Covid, but I doubt it.

I am cold inside, yet, dripping outward,
I'm not dead, the feeling is real.

Frozen like ice within,
Yet my outward feels fine.
I tried melting
In the volcano I feigned,
It burned, but my ashes froze.

I am cold
But my heart's on fire.
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— Cotek
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