Flames: A Poem
Dancing flames flicker in the dark,
Illuminating the room with a tinted glow,
Providing warmth in the chill of the night,
As we gather around the brilliant blaze,
We wait for our frozen limbs to thaw,
Gazing intently at the crackling fire,
Contemplating the mysteries of the universe,
As we set aside goals and plans,
And revel in a quiet moment.
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