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Fire

Do you remember those days,
Before the fire went out?
The fire burnt,
Everything in sight.
Like an atomic bomb,
It crushed and scattered,
homes, buildings, towns.
And how we just grinned.
We were so proud of the fire
That we created, thoughtlessly.

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