There is fire in me, which propels the engine of my soul.
And though it may shed much light in its going combustion,
too, it burns into nothing uncareful things, into ashes.
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There is fire in me, which propels the engine of my soul.
And though it may shed much light in its going combustion,
too, it burns into nothing uncareful things, into ashes.
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