There is this guy
He got lost
On his journey
To some place
It was dark
In those deep forest
He has no basic
In lighting up
The fire
So he tried everything
To warm his body
In that cold and dark forest
Out of nowhere
There’s this tiny ember
Float through
And landed on the
Dry grass he collected
For days
That tiny little ember
Burn the dry grass
And turn it into fire
He was so happy
That the ember float through
And warm up his cold and dark
Nights
The end.
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