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Sep 2016
Look at a flame. How it dances. How it makes everything feel right.

Look at a bulb. How it buzzes. Judges. Reminds you it is no longer light.

Look at the face. That just is. Just that face. Just that might.
Written by
Fiona Flavin  Hong.Kong
(Hong.Kong)   
319
   Doug Potter
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