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Phot by Bistrosavage

First, there is the spark
a brief flicker of heat and light
it dimly glows
growing in size and might

It is warm at first
pleasing to the touch
but then the heat will rise
perhaps a little too much

As it begins to burn and rage
you’ll wish to bring it to an end
but find that time has run out
for its will you can not bend.