A flaming matchstick. A stack of straw bales. A child.
A flaming word matchstick. A stack human bales. An adult.
Both combinations lead to fiery infernos. The fires look different. They sound different. They smell different. But in one way they are the same. They burn everything they touch.
Don't play with fire.
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