It's stronger than the Biblical Samson
It weakens the meanest of beasts
It provokes the polite
With no exception for the bright
It illuminates a sole spark
To enormous a fire
It's flames consume to the bone
It's sees beneath masses of flesh
Beneath wrinkles and creases
Searching for a fading smile
It sees behind closed doors
Where the eyes don't
It lies in the heart
Where there is a hut
For two
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