Hope comfort me in my time of need.
A hearty fire that glows and grips.
Away my fears to the hearth I feed,
My icy doubt melts and slips.
Fiery coals steam the damp away.
Embrace the warmth that gives me grit;
A dauntless blaze asks man to stay;
Emboldens my timid spirit.
But Fire serves not thee,
And swiftly takes control,
A reckless spark roaming free
Could burn the very soul.
So temper hope and check desire,
Ere all is lost in the fire.
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