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Zack By darkness- Updated Aug 18, 2010

The sublime, lucent beauty of flame

Is as mysterious as it is arcane

The infinite ability to spread through air

To manifest in twirling tongues

Into a deep tunnelling lair

The heat radiates through like a magnetic field

A zone of divinity, all life has to yield

Curtains of death, flailing down, scorching all

Wrapping up prey, regardless if giant or small

Not a singe, a light itch or a sizzling phase

But the full, powered brunt of the vicious, hot blaze

From fire there is no escape

Once it has prey, that is their fate

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