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May 2017
As soon as the first fire sparked.
I have been trying hard.
To keep the fire alive.
But it's been getting really hard, and I don't even know,
If it's worth saving anymore.
The light is dying.
The flame is dimming.
And my hope is escaping.
Was it even something to hope for to begin with . . .
Only time will tell.
Will the flame burn brightly?
or just . . .
BURN
Written by
Bodhi  M/Scotland
(M/Scotland)   
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