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This life that we call our own
Is neither strong nor free;
A flame in the wind of death,
It trembles ceaselessly. 

And this all we can do
To use our little light
Before, in the piercing wind,
It flickers into night: 

To yield the heat of the flame,
To grudge not, but to give
Whatever we have of strength,
That one more flame may live. 

Fire

It destroys and creates,

yet can not be tamed.

It is our life,our soul,

yet we cannot control it.

For we are all just puppets,

nothing more.

We are all fire.