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Jul 2011
I am a brief spark.

A bright small spot against a dark sky.

Yet I am sent.

Sent to burn brightly.

Bring a little light and warmth to the world.

If the wind blows me.

I may ignite a fire, in the tender tinder,

Forgotten in some corner.

And release more brief sparks.

To fill the dark with glory.
Written by
David Beresford
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