To mean a time is special like putting on a fire,
The fire burns and churns into blasts of laughter,
It is cheering you on, wheeling around,
Causing anger, feeling grotesque,
So that fire relies on fire to be fire.
The meaning of work is in the flame,
The work is relevant to death, and foolishness.
It would not die, the fire does not die,
But while it traverses the area, we lie and fool
The other man, who leaves fire and keeps warm.
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