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From ember's sleep I rise and lick
That which is dry and prone to me
I smoke and rise to kindling's stick
And turn to char, to blacken free...
...That which I consume and change its form
All in my path my own life's fuel
I burn and roar with windy storm
Lascivious bent, unfeeling cruel...
...To those would stay my windward sound
I roar, defy, devour, renounce
For once alive I'm free, unbound
I jump, I spark, their efforts trounce...
...'Till lack of fuel or water's spout
Kills me black and find me dead
In ember's sleep I peer without
To rise again and sweep ahead
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