So much work to do, but unable to move.
My demons holding me in place.
Screaming for help, as they only hear the wind rush by.
Am i invisible? Am i awake?
As I watch beautiful bright fire, it dances through the night.
I ask the fire are you my friend or will you bite?
For I must find myself, along the journey no matter the fight.
I shall embark on a journey that knows no bound,
but will take me Heaven to Ground.
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