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When there is fire in me then I am still cold. When I own your true loveโs face then you will not see me. To all things I give no more than I am given. In time I may have all things, and yet I can keep nothing.
I crawl on the earth. And rise on a pillar.
Searing 'cross the pitchยญ-black skies, I scream in celebration, Yet moments later, my outburst through, I am naught but imagination.
What has thirteen hearts But no body or soul?
I climb higher when hot, But beware my rage, Iโll kill with a breath, If I can escape my cage
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?