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The fire started all:
life, love, death
and the extra package
of palpable nerve-
twitching teeth biting
before all
come to a handful
of ash
Fire
transient fire
burning burned burnt
when you look about
trying to find
a safe dwelling
for the invisible
soul
What is it?
You ask, refusing
to rot among corpse
Let the ignorant
be happy, I say
Let the fire burn
in the tormented heart
if that’s what makes
the pain real
Once it’s out
you are nothing more
than a carcass
wrapped in shinny fur
with a weightless
soul hanging
in mid air
---LTG
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