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Duelling
Poetry
Flames burning through ink-blood
I set simmering veins to page
a burning dream of rising like smoke
above the scattered embers of the noise
and I hope and I hope and I hope
that I can expel enough of this force
to set the world a-fire with my words
and not just burn myself
Prompt from the brilliant :
Examine the duality of fire as a force of both destruction and creation
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