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RE: Not some unwed poem(Original Poetry)
I always liked fire. It warms, it is making the dark bright and it makes things disappear.
I always liked fire. It warms, it is making the dark bright and it makes things disappear.
yes. there's just something so comforting and magical about a good fire... i think it calls to things inside us and always will. :)