“All of it would dance in the warm mouth of my fire.”

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And I knew that this was possible only through a cleansing fire.

It would all have to burn.

The packing peanuts, the delivery slips...

All of it would dance in the warm mouth of my fire.

And a new, better, wonderful me...

Would rise from the ashes like a phoenix.

Behold! The splendor of my beginning!

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