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I want to be lit up
like a fire storm

and you will try
patiently kindling embers

playing physical tricks
relying on your hands

and you will feel accomplished
when my flames lick your brows

but if you want to split my stars
be deafened by the scream

witness gemstones blooming in the sky
and fire pouring like rain

the wick you seek can not be held
for it resides inside my brain

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