The fire within

There is a fire which pulses deep within, it scorches all wounds, it’s flames can lick fear itself. Shadows dare not waltz in its grace, a vision you see before you,
For you have painted with strokes of a brush,magic of a tongue, whispers from your own enchantment, this place where miracles gaze eager to be connected to a soul who yearns to be seen. Voice you are heard here, self you are seen here, and the wonders of the world, they do not dance and weave beyond your clasp, they are not smoke at your fingertips.

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