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passing the torch of love from one heart to another touching each in very different ways witnessing the shrinking of the flame before each passing having it reignited by a new hand dimming when the new becomes old and always searching endlessly for the eternal fuel.
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Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 6:50 PM UTC
light my fire
passing the torch of love from one heart to another touching each in very different ways witnessing the shrinking of the flame before each passing having it reignited by a new hand dimming when the new becomes old and always searching endlessly for the eternal fuel.
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Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 6:50 PM UTC
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