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It’s not my fault, she implores as 

she flings herself across the tinder

licking up the final drips of moisture,

crying over every molecule ignited by her rage as

her heart burns the land, 


leaving a sepia stain on the sky.


I didn’t want to do this, she screams 

as her fingers instinctively flick smoke across the sky;

I’m so sorry, she sobs 

as she implores whatever drips she can 

from heaven whilst


encouraging a frightened humanity to douse her fury.


At last, she cries, as heaven breaks open,

coming alongside it’s people,

her final flames dying to embers

her heart cooling as she hurriedly accepts 

the rains from man’s hands

and slips away, 


grieving yet again at being abused by those who will never understand.

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