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The fires burning, through my eyes,
Lightning strikes, burning highs,
A surge, a rush, a smokey tier,
The flickering flame what I hold dear.
Find me no, not yet 'neath this moon,
A scorning breath you hear yet soon,
The pyre of night finds me high,
For fire, my truth,
Through my eyes.
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