On a cold, windy Autumn day Stared fallen Maple leaves Witnessed a golden ray Disguised in old clay; Heat of the chills Brought arousing thrills Sparking dimmed ashes Never burnt as if; Far i see some Life Fire in belly still survive For the love of thrust Simmers and die; Gone are fuel bearers We again must unite Warmth within let ignite Fight lest we thrive !!
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