Eternal Fire – a poem

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Neither by casual request nor

Imperial order will it be ended,

Always present, ever alert for

A chance to shine, burn eternal.

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Paramours may come and go, yet

Forever shall it shine on, burning

Thing without real tangible end

Or beginning to be fairly found.

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