Burn, burn, burn – I want to burn in love.
I am suffocating from the soggy wetness of your hesitation.
My friend, what is there to fear?
Why dont you come?
Dont fear the fire.
Hear the crackling of yourself?
The fire is you.
Love the fire.
The fire is all, my friend.
The fire will be there in your last breath you take on this earth.
But dont wait until then,
come and dance now.
Dont come to me.
But step in the fire.
You will find me there.
I am burning already.
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