Scorched

I’m a real firefighter now

I trapped in another burning shack

But this time the fire firmly fervent

It swallows me,

Then preying me.

But Im sedated,

I feel snug instead of dying,

I rime and watch the color of its fire,

Instead of looking for an escape.

This pair of sphericals?

Absolutely the w(h)a(o)r(t)m one,

Yet the most dangerous one.

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