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Fire

The flames lick at my fingertips as I dance around the fire. 
My arms reach towards the wonderful heat.
I touch the burning orange glow and watch as the ashes fly.
My foot brushes the embers as more sparks soar. 
I feel nothing. 
No pain. 
No heat. 
Nothing but power.
Glorious power. 
I yell out to the sky that I feel nothing. 
She cries to me. 
Her tears fall upon me, fall upon the fire. 
Slowly, the embers begin to die out and fade away. 
And all of a sudden they no longer glow. 
I feel the power slowly leave my body. 
I see the soft light go from the sky, 
and once again, 
I am shrouded in darkness.

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