Can’t touch me.
You wish you could,
You know you should,
Try and touch me,
Catch the flames.
Turn to dust and know my name.
Dangerous it is, that you know.
But touch the flames,
And get burnt and black,
Like an insect fly to the light
Oh, it is so bright,
Tempted to touch?
Catch the flames.
Turn to dust and know my name.
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