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Sparks, of rhythmic fires, fly

Brightly burns and lights the sky

She is magic, a powerful flame

The moonlit night, is her domain

Barren lands lay wasted where

She walks upon, without a care

And leaves her mark, this earth to claim

A fiery being, of unearthly fame


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