fire
He built this fire with wood from a tree from a forest far from here, from a living thing that grew from a seed that dropped from a flying creature another time another moment before the setting of the sun and the spinning of the moon. He built this fire from sweat and memory, from waking moment and forgotten feeling. He turned this cold night into warmth and heaven and the human heart.
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He built this fire with wood from a tree from a forest far from here, from a living thing that grew from a seed that dropped from a flying creature another time another moment before the setting of the sun and the spinning of the moon. He built this fire from sweat and memory, from waking moment and forgotten feeling. He turned this cold night into warmth and heaven and the human heart.
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posted by Darrell at 12:26 AM
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