
Morning clouds quickly
Overcame the
Flame at the edge of the world.
The gray day is a
bellows igniting a
Flowery inferno.
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Morning clouds quickly
Overcame the
Flame at the edge of the world.
The gray day is a
bellows igniting a
Flowery inferno.
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Heat
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Burning wood keeps my home warm.
Who is left cold in
The forest?
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( A Quinzane Poem)