Compass

We’re North and South together,
Where East meets skies out West,
Where one devours the other,
Then sleeps within our chest.

We’re swamp-surrounded temples,
Six seasons sought defeat;
The vines our veins resemble,
Our ivy leaves complete.

We’re secret treasures guarded
By codes within a rhyme,
A compass shape is hearted,
A clock devoid of time.

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