Walk On Embers
crave for, dream of
wealth, power, fame, love,
if worth fighting about,
must be worth fighting for;
and one can attain a dream
the moment he wants it bad
enough to walk barefoot
on a mile of embers,
even fanning them,
stoking the flames,
if need be,
to get it.
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