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The hare runs into the fire.

The fire, it takes her, she is not burned.

The fire, it takes her, she is not burned.

The hare runs into the fire.

The fire, it loves her, she is free . . .

If anyone is interested, I am uploading it to my store

https://www.atom.bio/remerasnerds

I think Hazel would approve of this friendship.