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When Void God inspires you to write a poem at 3 am!
Burn 'em embers bright!
Burn 'em through the storm!
Burn 'em with white threads!
Burn 'em through the night!
Burn 'em with some poison
Burn 'em with all might
Burn the curtains down!
Just burn 'em till they bite!
Cold hatred withers,
Around the fiery white!
Until the red turn ashy,
Burn 'em embers bright!
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