Fire fire burning bright,
Tis the Devil's opening gates in sight.
Flee flee for thou shall burn,
The Devil himself is very stern.
Doors closing, everyone screaming,
Looks like thee is stuck here.
Face thy fears,
Over come thee tears.
Make thou's way through,
Virgil will help thee too.
Dante made it to the end,
Yee will do so too.
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