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You set me free like a wildfire that burns rapidly. And just like that fire that killed the beauty, from its ashes splendor is created in something new and fresh. A constant ever changing growth that brings the beauty of nurture back to an otherwise devastated world.
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Let what was born, go free.
And bring new to what was, WE...... Nice write!!!!! |
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