Hit the stones
made fireworks
because we had had knowledge
people are made
fossil fuel
Lantern lights, kerosene lights,
electric lights, lasers
The history of lamp and oil
old and gorgeous
like the dominant culture
But
Fire has no history
from a very long time ago to the present
this moment
even this light in front of me
fires is the same
Like non-stop work
it is love.
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