He rose from his ashes when the fire burnt the dark.
And stumbled forward when you touched him with spark.
The blinds are closed and gaurded with the amulet of paper angels.
Yet you managed to dance in the euphoria ofyour elusive victory
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He rose from his ashes when the fire burnt the dark, a strong line that gives us a fantastic imagery. Thanks a lot. Tapas, India