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Jan 2015
There is beauty in the
fury.
I see colors in the
flame.

Should the chill of winter
and the grey of snowy skies
billow above me,
I will strike a match
and snarl against the shiver.

I would rather drown in
fire
than become consumed in
ice.

I will not succomb to the cold.

I will glow with all the colors of the universe.
BarelyABard
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