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A child is like a flame: warm and alive The flame spreads, only by a single blow The warmth spreads, but only to where the wind lets them It is its protector and biggest enemy They sculp the flame Once the wind is to strong, the flame goes out And the field of flames slowly decreases untill its empty The flame is gone The wind is gone
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Mar 12, 2020
Mar 12, 2020 at 6:33 AM UTC
Fire and wind
A child is like a flame: warm and alive The flame spreads, only by a single blow The warmth spreads, but only to where the wind lets them It is its protector and biggest enemy They sculp the flame Once the wind is to strong, the flame goes out And the field of flames slowly decreases untill its empty The flame is gone The wind is gone
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22/F/Belgium
Mar 12, 2020
Mar 12, 2020 at 6:33 AM UTC
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