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Jun 2021
A light that was once gone
Now burned bright once again
Hope and dreams filled the flame
Each one hope for what could come
but soon, the hope stopped filing the fire
and the flame grew weak
smaller and smaller the light became
Until just the embers remain
Now a choice
light it once more
or let the love burn up?
Writing of the Unknown
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Writing of the Unknown  F
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   Benzene
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