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*Like a candle we all shrink away, and are left in a pool of our own mess, but I collected up the wax, to make the broken things new, and that's when my candle holder shattered, and you can't fix things like broken glass, the same way you can with old used wax, it has to stay broken, because you can't mend all broken things.*
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May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 7:28 PM UTC
Candles and Glass
*Like a candle we all shrink away, and are left in a pool of our own mess, but I collected up the wax, to make the broken things new, and that's when my candle holder shattered, and you can't fix things like broken glass, the same way you can with old used wax, it has to stay broken, because you can't mend all broken things.*
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May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 7:28 PM UTC
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