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Fire.
I named this chapter fire, because fire represents everything that is intense. Anger, love, and hate. It is heat. It is overwhelming emotion. It can destroy, but it can also warm cold hands. It is the perfect metaphor for both pain and exhilaration. Sometimes both together. It is sparks flying innocently and wildfires burning recklessly. It is life. Welcome to the bonfire.
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Storms Don't Stop For You
PoetryPoetry and prose about love, hate, and everything in between.
