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chilled inferno
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Scorched by life
my fire is swollen by engulfing yours
tasting wisps of furious blue
sampling white heat by the gale
licking such reds as your friction can deal
pregnant flame, seeded by your furnace
embers only remain,where once your blaze was banked
you sooth my lungs
such is your chilled inferno
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Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha
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