[POEM] Near the Fire

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Near the Fire

I was placed near the fire.
there, I witnessed the flame,
as it grew stronger,
inside the thick burner.

While the rising temperature,
was about to melt me,
and didn't really cared,
it continued burning,
until it all burned ,
and left nothing.

Then the warm air cools down,
leaving me the ashes of the past.
and there my pal embracing me,
cooling me gently and continually,
until the fire gets on again. 

 sweetelude©4/2/03

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