11🔥 fire

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the fireplace keeps me warm
I look at the red flames transform
the warm arms hug the logs
while performing little monologues
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the flames are tightening the hug
addicted to the wood like to a drug
but then
they collapse in a flash
leaving behind only a pile of ash

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