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Native Intuition Aug 2014
I have an insatiable desire
to set a raging fire
in every routine I've fallen into

Selfish, I know
but I hope the fire grows
and sparks the inspiration in you

To keep the fire burning lit
to let my name roll off your lips
Allow the truth the chance to be true
and let the wildfire rage in your world too

Like seeds of grass in need of rain
long since resistant to the flames
We could reach for the Sun
and grow stronger as one

Out of the charred remains.

— The End —