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Why is my flame Reaching high And licking violently With a tongue razor hot In the musky air From outside my window The flickering glow Distracts the evil Within the shadows He smiles and his eyes flare Twinkling against the wall And the wine glass on the table The fire grows cold Blue speck turns to smoke... A room full of dark is still bare
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