𝖦𝗋𝗒𝖿𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗋'𝘀 𝗕𝗲̲𝗮̲𝘁̲𝗲̲𝗿! ˖ * 🏒 ᜊ With the roar of the fire, my heart rose to its feet, like the ashes of ash I saw rise in the heat; settle soft and as pure as snow, I fell in love with the fire long ago.
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