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Embers cold and firey eyes Upon the wood and sand Devours anything that seems fit to be weaker At a glance Because I am the fire Burning bright The fire burning higher than ever before I am the fire Embers burn to a crisp And leave a mark when they are done Don’t think I am not strong
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Feb 1, 2021
Feb 1, 2021 at 1:56 PM UTC
I Am The Fire
Embers cold and firey eyes Upon the wood and sand Devours anything that seems fit to be weaker At a glance Because I am the fire Burning bright The fire burning higher than ever before I am the fire Embers burn to a crisp And leave a mark when they are done Don’t think I am not strong
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Feb 1, 2021
Feb 1, 2021 at 1:56 PM UTC
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