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Fire,black,burn,run,crush,yell,hold a head on speckled sticks and around the burning bush, apurple flame flickers over you as blackbirds wail above the gloom, hated worss and darkened flumes that scream a silent song. A holy scrip and glowing amn that herald the coming morn, freeze a time and space and golden halo around the flames that dance among the trees.
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