I will run into the flames before the fire swallows me
The occasional man of occasional circumstance, much braver than I
Though bones and heart twain
These bones, were made for more than to be simply buried
Collecting my shield, and instruments of war
I will consume the flames and enter the fire, before he swallows me
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Author:
J M (Pseudonym) (
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