Fire in my heart, fire in my soul.

The fire might go dim, damp, or diminish, but the embers glow.

Embers stoked with love and hope, never hate or fear.

From these embers, a spark can fly.

From that spark, a flame can rise.

From that flame, a firestorm.

I’m burning up inside.

via Daily Prompt: Flames


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