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Dec 2018
Eager to anticipate
Each fickle breath to raze
Hunger I can't satiate
The wind is on the wane
Let me loose to create
Don't send me torrid rain
Red fire can never wait
For fuel to set ablaze

The wind is blowing now
Unleash the power true
The heat will speak of how
The air is just a tool
So spread and never bow
Fire is not a fool
With this, our eternal vow
We'll burn the world anew
Samuel Canerday
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Samuel Canerday  24/M
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