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From me beasts run.
For me people come.
I bring hope to the darkest cave.
Without fuel it will be my grave.
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I have many faces.
Yet I'm not flesh and blood.
Some horde me.
Others waste me.
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Always reaching.
Never resting.
I am a abode to some.
But create gloom for others.
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Everyone has some.
Though not always much.
With me comes victory.
Without me comes defeat.
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My eye is calm.
The rest of me fierce.
Moving objects is a breeze.
Though wreck them I may.
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I bring silent death.
Yet I can save life.
Under strain.
But not in pain.
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My veins run deep.
Though old and dry.
When I'm hot I run.
My presence brings fever.
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