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I drank the fire
And my eyes were opened
The skies above me
Split open like a curtain
I saw the stars
The constellations
And saw that I had been
Heading in the right direction
This dark night
That had drawn so close
I realised was no more
Than a fading ghost
And coming soon
Was a rising dawn
This fire a foretaste
Of what is to come
Dawn & Dusk 
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