I shall tell you the fairy tale you're so fond of. That of the fire:
I met the fire in the forest
the fire saw me and looked
at me with blazing eyes
it came closer and closer
and the warmth warmed
from its arms yellow
its face red
it stops and asks:
will you come with me into the forest
come with me through the trees
through the grass
across the field, I'll go
under the earth, said the fire
with its mouth full of bark
and its voice full of flowers
and I joined it on its journey
walked beside it in the dark
I'll show the way, said the fire
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