Sequel Iv To Burning of Camphor
I had to have the camphor essence,
Not much was required of me,
I just picked a bought crystal,
And set it ablaze,
But the animates that you are testing,
Are not “bought’ abinitio by you,
They assess you and your “fire”,
And if they find,
That you have not come up the same way,
And are just pretending to be thus,
Lighting a fire which is not just that,
They would blow the fire out in your face,
And you will be left,
Only with acrid smoke,
and a fractured credibility,
which is impossible to mend and repair.
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