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My Fire, My Dream
my heart melts with an aching wish,
the longing, yearning, burning desire
to be purely blissful among the rich,
so poke, feed and fuel the inner fire
at dusk i watch the shooting star,
and i whisper to it all my reflections
yet it feels like...
the longing, yearning, burning desire
to be purely blissful among the rich,
so poke, feed and fuel the inner fire
at dusk i watch the shooting star,
and i whisper to it all my reflections
yet it feels like...
