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Mar 2012
The flame flickers and licks at the darkness.  It inspires me.  If such a little light can shine through the darkness, then why can't I?  If such a little flame is able to overcome such a powerful thing, then I should be able to, also.  Sometimes I can't though, and I become discouraged.  But I then look at the little flame that still shines on.  It gives me strength, it gives me courage.  This little flame keeps me from giving up.  It's the only reason I am still alive.
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Bethany Eaton
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   unknown, --- and Charlotte Cole
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