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Flame

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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Mar 14, 2012
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