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Feed The Flames
You stir in me a poetic passion my beautiful muse
You wield words and inspire darkness and light
In equal measure
Set a steady pace of desire in me to learn this art
Poetic beauty that you are
You hold my heart in your hands
You spin gold with words you weave
Turn the common into something magical
Bring the moon and stars within my grasp
Entrance my mind and soul
You must be a child of the Gods
With your easy style and flow
You wield words and inspire darkness and light
In equal measure
Set a steady pace of desire in me to learn this art
Poetic beauty that you are
You hold my heart in your hands
You spin gold with words you weave
Turn the common into something magical
Bring the moon and stars within my grasp
Entrance my mind and soul
You must be a child of the Gods
With your easy style and flow
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