I find myself astride a flame,
I fly so high, so free.
On fire that I dared to tame,
I soar across the sea.
The light beneath my fingers writhes,
It twists and turns to run.
It struggles to escape its ties,
And join the rising sun.
With my thundring will applied,
This creature I do bend,
For failure now I wont abide;
My pain is at an end.
Yet while I glory to be free,
Within me lies a thought:
Ive fettered it to unleash me
What better have I wrought?















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Tyger, Tyger, burning bright
In the forests of the night
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