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Created on: October 11, 2010 Last Updated: October 12, 2010
Stepping out into the light of fire, no true desire.
Running blindly through the smoke, breathing the flames.
Darkness standing on the path of ease, like a plaque of disease.
Stepping in from the outside, only burning desire.
Running kindly for truth, minding those even uncouth.
Darkness blinding your eyes, no more victims cry.
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