I thought I couldn't do it.
All my life my body was hard stone.
An ice sculpture that could never melt.
No matter how close it got to the fire.
But now the fire can finally heat my frozen exterior.
I'm melting.
Like the cascading droplets of water departing from its source,
Tear drops begin to escape my eyes.
I'm crying.
And I can't stop.
Because fire will never cease burning.
But there must be an end to forever.
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