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The shadows dance
by the fire
The fools sit
by the flames
Seeking warmth
They laugh
their minds idle
Without content
their lives
pointless
The shadows watch
uncaring
The fire flickers
The fools cry out,
try to feed the flames
But it won't burn
The warmth fades away
They rise up
on their feet
Which is when
the shadows grow
take them in
They cry out
and fall dead
slain
by their own shadows
lifeless
utterly lifeless
with no hope