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A fire is a perfect thing

The beautiful glow of burning embers

And shavings of sparks that pop and crackle like little explosions

The blaze is a firework show

Full of power and passion

Starting a fire is different

The clashing battle between rocks is upsetting

And the spinning of the stick tears palms to shreds

The ignition is the first day of school

Full of anxiety and dread

The end of a fire is even worse

The gradual transition from a hearty roar to purrs growing meeker and duller by the second

The red turns blue, and the original hue that enamors gets harder to recall

And there is no denying that the flame is dead

The farewell means you'll have to start again, and keep chasing the warmth

The pursuit of perfection

Is full of the worst parts of a fire