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The Flame

"I could feel the breeze blowing change
Blowing through my doorway
Warm and restless just as you walked byInside of smoky halls, a circle drawn and voices call
To raise some magic wind in my world.

Straight to the heart
Straight for this precious shining
How do you dare step into my flame?"

Arcadia: The Flame
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