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As soon as the first fire sparked. I have been trying hard. To keep the fire alive. But it's been getting really hard, and I don't even know, If it's worth saving anymore. The light is dying. The flame is dimming. And my hope is escaping. Was it even something to hope for to begin with . . . Only time will tell. Will the flame burn brightly? or just . . . BURN
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May 8, 2017
May 8, 2017 at 6:29 PM UTC
BURN
As soon as the first fire sparked. I have been trying hard. To keep the fire alive. But it's been getting really hard, and I don't even know, If it's worth saving anymore. The light is dying. The flame is dimming. And my hope is escaping. Was it even something to hope for to begin with . . . Only time will tell. Will the flame burn brightly? or just . . . BURN
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M/Scotland
May 8, 2017
May 8, 2017 at 6:29 PM UTC
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