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My love starts unfolding at the shore. Beginning at the rocks surrounding the flame pit solid, impenetrable, guarded, grounded but prepared for ascension as it harbors in the warm light.
Dark skies Beautiful stars light up the night The air is crisp But I don't mind So very ironic Tonight it's time I've got my match ready With one toss flames ignite I silently watch
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