Searing 'cross the pitch-black skies, I scream in celebration, Yet moments later, my outburst through, I am naught but imagination.

Searing 'cross the pitch-black skies, I scream in celebration, Yet moments later, my outburst through, I am naught but imagination.

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If it’s information you seek, come and see me. If it’s pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?

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