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Nov 2018
I watch the fire burn,
releasing calmness,
to fly through the room,
for this candle,
is worshipped too,
and I am highly grateful,
for my ability to manipulate,
the fire,
to make it lean,
to make it grow,
for I worship this power,
and hope that it will never go.
Tylese
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Tylese  15/F/Australia
(15/F/Australia)   
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   Maelynn and Hans Christian
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