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The origin of the flame in the match.

An intentional forest fire.

On fire, burning, consumed.

The smoke makes its way through the branches.

Toxicity and destruction where before there was beauty.

Massive. Massive wasteland in a green that no longer exists.

The origin of the flame.

Killing the vitality of everything I find.

Leafy landscapes now melted.

Ripping life straight from the roots.

Vegetation sacrificed for a...

For a fleeting morbidity. Black the abyss...

Where the land was rich. Roadkill.

An innocent animal rotting on the sidewalk.

The origin of the flame. All that I can destroy.

They die on my way. Like a roadkill.