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Burn
In the crest of my eyes I see the site
A tree in a field of flames
A scene of sorrow in the most beautiful of ways
It helps me question of myself
All that has gone wrong
I envy the way that it sways in the wind
How such stress and fear can be blown away
Then the flames climb the ground
Reaching higher in my eyes
Setting the tree ablaze
It is free
I am free
The sea of flames, being the world around me
