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A bit of sort of poetry....
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If you can put your hands into the fire,
arrange the logs and the flames,
direct them in the angles you want them to go,
not burn your hands,
not fill your lungs with the smoke coming back on you,
set the logs and the flame in just the right waves,;
if you can get the heat that you want,
without the consequences,
is it proof you have mastered the material world?
Even if not a master,
you have indeed,
created a work of art,
a work of life....
and that is good...
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Quite frankly, I love playing with fire,
making it gentle,
making it dance,....
while holding the power and heat,
sacred and sweet
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