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I wish I could control fire,

and make it burn and swirl

through figures and forms,

bending and twirling at a whim.



I wish that fire dazzled,

held your eyes and mine,

and thrust out an answer

for everything.



And yet I wish

for nothing of the sort,

and only sight no answer

in these words of mine;



I know these fires burn,

but still no burning

can dust away

this separation.