The fire is grown
Its tongue could reach the sky
It can melt the cloud
The birds would be fallen
If they passed over and wide
The danger would surround
The boy was astonished
He cried, cried a lot
The fire had not heart
It burned and killed
It is enormous over thought
Stop, stop, the obey ordered
Then he argued
The fire is danger
It is crawled as oracular
Big, big as monster
Its shape was as wild
Came from abdomen of the past
Stop, stop
The fire could not respond
The fire could not act
Except attack
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