Got your friction
got your lens
got your flint
your steel
Start fire
to start the cleanse
I can't tell you
how I feel
You got matches
you got lighters
how you laugh
at my paltry blaze
I'll find my own crew
lovers not fighters
and you'll rue our conflagration
one of these days
101 Curious Professions 94: Firestarter
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