I saw it that day, and since its never gone away.
A spark,
Then a glow,
Little bits to show.
A shine,
Then a light,
Bursting with might.
A beam,
Then a ray,
Growing everyday.
A flicker,
Then a flame,
Never to be tame.
A gush,
Then fire,
Burning with desire.
A push,
Then a pull,
Consuming it whole.
A smolder,
Then ash,
Now it's smashed.
I saw it that day, it surely went away.
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