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Flame MAG
I watch this flame pass
 from match to wick,
 gently stepping over
 a great divide.
 This flame and I
 are not so different:
 it comes into being from nothingness;
 it eats and grows, smokes, and rests.
 It gets angry,
 destroys homes,
 consumes flesh.
 Sated, it becomes calm,
 retreats into coals,
 smoldering through the night.
 Domesticated
 by a piece of string,
 it makes its home in a cave of wax.
 It chases the shadows away
 and stands watch through the night.
 It sways
 and dances in the darkness
 before it is extinguished
 in the blink
 of an eye.

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