The flames burn inside me
scalding by day, by night
never will they cease,
for it has been too long
stoked and poked,
fanned and fueled
never to return
am I
to where I once belonged
residing in purity,
innocence
naive in my contentedness
but nonetheless uncomplaining...
Uncomplicated was life
before I learned
to embrace the fire.
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