and I spoke to myself:
My fire does not destroy — it transforms.
There was a time when my fire burned wild,
fueled by every unspoken word,
every unseen ache.
Now it forges paths,
illuminates truth,
breathes life into every rebirth.
fueled by every unspoken word,
every unseen ache.
Now it forges paths,
illuminates truth,
breathes life into every rebirth.
Each creation carries the sacred alchemy of anger —
shifting its wild force into clarity, courage, and creation.
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