The furnace is lit again.

Again and again.

Its a never ending ball of fire, like the sun ?

I know it ll burn me, still I wanna run my fingers and feel, explore, and burn.

Let me be burned, I m already on fire myself.

Let the fire be on fire, like the stars kissing.

Let the stars meet, for a stellar wonder.

Let the birth of the blue strangler happen, because I burn for you.


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