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Pyromanic Impulses

Fire, fire, burning bright! Fire, fire, a gorgeous sight! Crimson red, copper, and gold Blazing hot as the flames unfold. I feel the heat, the rage, the power, Burning white, a searing flower. The fire imbues me with strength, Gives me lust, shortens days' length. Burn through the night and through the day Child of the sun, rebel, betray! Fire, fire, burning bright! Fire, fire, a gorgeous sight!

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