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Fire Of Our Own

Light shooting across the sky,
Startling as it passes.
Rumble of thunder,
Sending the birds from their trees.
And once again, all is still.
All is emotionless.
All is numb.
And once again,
You need to make the journey
From the end of the storm,
Through the long, harsh year,
And return to the passion
Of the summer,
Of the lightning,
Of the terrifying cracks of thunder.
Once again,
You need to see
If you can bear the numbness
That follows you.
Once again,
You’re scared.
I’m scared.
Take my hand;
We’ll make a fire of our own
In this harsh, cold world.



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