Fire lights
Up the stars
Fire burns
With the slightest spark
Fire destroys
So brightly in the dark
Fire is cold
With the coldest heart
Kneel at it´s feet
Cry for mercy
It smiles icily
'Sorry, my friend, '
Fire says
Yet, we need it dearly
It is our perilous friend
Fire may destroy
Fire may seem cold
But it's only doing
What it was born to do
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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