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When you hold a flame to an unlit wick It takes an unbearably long time to catch. The wick is pretty and new, Covered from top to bottom In a waxy coating of armour That keeps it safe longer. When you hold a flame to a previously lit wick It catches fire within a few seconds of exposure. The wick isn't so new anymore, It's walls have been burned down It's armour is gone and the Beaten up wick is vulnerable.
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Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 7:42 PM UTC
Wick
When you hold a flame to an unlit wick It takes an unbearably long time to catch. The wick is pretty and new, Covered from top to bottom In a waxy coating of armour That keeps it safe longer. When you hold a flame to a previously lit wick It catches fire within a few seconds of exposure. The wick isn't so new anymore, It's walls have been burned down It's armour is gone and the Beaten up wick is vulnerable.
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Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 7:42 PM UTC
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