Bright lights burn the stars away, taken away our night day.
Burning thoughts may stumble upon, bringing the mind into burning dawn.
Forests scattered in our winds, looking back at their burning limbs.
Oceans roasting burgundy brown, hope; the burnings drown.
Bubbling salvation lies without creation, burn away ingenious devastation.
And may water lie about our path.
And burn away theist wrath.
For thought and we share the scar, we burn to know who we are.
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