Sleep on the other side,
Fire is here.
When the entire raw bricks
Sucks it,
You should have a complete bath
Under the shower.
While material dreams
End them like the dry bubbles,
Burn your nicely colored
Breaks heavily
Fire is here
And you are faded and faded away
Like the bursted bubbles-
Don't be late,
Welcome the Fire.
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