A pair of flames were born,
Twins in their splendour,
But combusted too far betwixt,
Their heat is similar but miles apart,
Flames of a different paradigm,
A different kind of heat in each heart of embers,
One azure and the other ruby,
They are attracted over fields of poppies,
Viridian yet barren all at once,
A yard of barbed wire and pitch,
Will they find one another?
Or will they exhaust themselves?
Expended in the danger of it all?
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