The Match

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He burns himself
In the midst of the massive tornado
No one dares near
Except him
Only him
Sea water raised
Jungle down
Delicate he may be he perseveres
Rage of the wind soars
He has no power to grow strong
Nonetheless
He stands and burns himself
In the chaotic violence
For his determination
Is the best match
For this fierce queen

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