// flames
: who would i be, to leave the match unstruck when you graciously placed it in my palm? who would i be, to not light the kerosene when you poured it all over so diligently? who would i be, to let your cracked and flawed design puncture my spirit and rupture my will? what else am i to do, other than set alight the flames i was destined to ignite? -
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