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Sep 2016
Before I learned to play with fire
I stood amongst it's ashes
The smoke, it danced into the sky
And embers floated flawlessly
When the flames grew into fire
I was not afraid
When the flames grew into fire
I knew I'd be okay
2016 © Jazzelle Monae
Jazzelle Monae
Written by
Jazzelle Monae  Houston
(Houston)   
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