Flames dance at the cost of air,
but die out when everything burns.
Till purpose is undone, there is flare
from which others are supposed to learn.
The whole dance is based on dreams
which your fire is supposed to realise and light.
Bigger the aim, stronger will be your wind and flames
with the only condition of never to stop the fight.
Ups and downs that you see
are the flames taking their due ground.
This whole game lasts till there is a want to be
because sooner than later we disappear in what surrounds.
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