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Fiery FurnaceA warmly glowing sensational feeling wraps it's wonderful hand around the soft misshapen clay of my heart, and molds my soul into a wondrous image of glorious delight. It's incandescent light bakes my mind in the fiery furnace of undeniable joy. Removing the imperfections of a life that has never known the sweet passion of love's beautiful presence. Donavon Scott Vinson Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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