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Burn Bright

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5/11/2019
the fire without
doesn't hold a candle to the fire within
a forest of hopes and dreams
the winds of chance blow
flames from one to the other
until i am consumed in fiery passion
ready to attain the improbable
the impossible burns to the ground
making place for the possible
to emerge as a phoenix, new life from the ashes
of doubt and disappointment
storms will come and threaten to supress
but you have ignited something far more fierce
than any rain could hope to drown
your conviction stirs embers
feeding them promise and hope and life
in the dark night, you illuminate your own path
burn bright, dear friend, good things are coming

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