Flawless Fire
You look at me and will not see all that you desire.
But when I look at me, I can see a million things to admire.
My wit is as quick as my foot.
My knowledge as sharp as my nail.
My compassion as wide as my arms both outstretched.
You look at me and may not see all these things to admire.
Because I am the only one who can truly fuel my flawless fire.
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