Fire the life,
The life and the fire,
The life fires.
Wounds, burns,
Death and birth
And rebirth all are here
In this world with fire.
Fire the air,
Life is there.
Touch, hear, taste,
And do everything as you like,
With the life.
But by succession,
Use life in a truthful way.
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