Fire
oh fire, she burns and cracks with pride no where else it shines except for her light "I could do this for hours all night I suppose but I know in the morning my life comes to a close for now I shall live my night to its fullest and share my warmth to those who are the coldest" the night shall live on with blankets and chairs we'll talk and laugh and give her time to dance
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