I must admit, I do ask for it.

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Good(er) friends, enemies, loves and lovers, they know me well.  I hit blows that can't be dodged.  I share pain, I make pain, I don't allow escape.  Neither for myself nor for you, sometimes.  So... I get it.

Then again, in this I hope others learn as I have.  Can I teach?  Can you learn?

Just... sensing the flashes, here and there.  While I light even more fires.  Later.