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Generated art from the words “bursting”, “flame” and “explode” of the poem. See more at

I’m dynamite, wiping castles of lies, destroying every monster of injustice, eradicating each weed of ugliness, this is my nature, my demon, I have to follow him, he’s my destiny, my doom, my fate, I cannot just sit down and wait, time is too short to dream anymore, wake up! To your true voice, to your most sublime feeling, to your soul! Only doing so, you can stand to be alone, because you’ll be no longer alone, you’ll be in your company.