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Walls of stone turn to glass with your heat
shatter to a thousand bright shards
disappear into the void

a metal cage melts with your heat
turns to molten lava
Rolls away

light breezes nurture your flame
Bending your flame
coaxing, nurturing

a gentle hand feeds your fire
fanning the passion
Holding the warmth

not caged or bound
but held and caressed
the fire controlled

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