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The Campfire


 

I find beauty in flames 

the way that they present their dance 

whether it be the slow waltz 

or the explosive salsa of flames 

 

With the soft iridescent light 

or the amber so bright that it hurts to look at.

 

People will breath the flames 

as if to be Dragons 

-But get too close- 

and you'll be left with burns 

that can last a lifetime 

 
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