You still have fire.
I also have my fire.
we can take both, one's
own, or one unique fire and go
to race in the Olympics;
or we can leave some fire for the next winter
Olympics;
so we can both
sprint run,
wrestle,
do all the gym acrobats,
sand volleyball,
free four hundreds swimming, and
ski under the heavy blue sky.
So, do you have
enough
fire?
or do you need
to barrow some of my fire?
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