• I felt the warmth.
    I stood by the flames.
    The crackling asked me to reach out.
    To touch something dangerous.
    Would I be burned?
    How bad would it hurt?
    Mesmerized, I went closer.
    No time to think.
    No control.
    Nothing to speak.
    I felt so weak.
    The ashes flew around me.
    Then it began to rain.
    The trance was broken.
    Now, I sit cold and alone.


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