Fire
lost inside the purifying fire
looking to escape its grasp
trapped inside the corrupted pyre
struggle for the final gasp
fire, bringer of destruction
all consuming, never dying
ever pure is its seduction
indifferent to joy or crying
fire, bringer of the life,
of the light, of the strife
undying part of our suspensions
neither good nor evil in its intentions
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