It needs to breathe.
It needs to feel.
It needs to be free.

What happens though if this fire is tamed.
Not allowed to breathe.

Does it fight?
Fight its suppressor.
For its color.
For its identity.
For its existence.

Or does it fizz out?
Losing its fire.
Untill fire is no longer fire.


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