Fields of Flames

Fields of Flames
Fields of flames forget me not
Burst forth from your warranted rest to take commanding grasp of strings to far frayed
Settle to its start something purposed to blossom untainted
Coolness can’t be cruel, tis the heat of summer which wilds mens souls, freeing things not easily re-tamed.
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