The flame from the candle in front of me is dipping and waving quickly. I feel that maybe it’s anxious about it’s impending death. Swaying up and living voraciously, because it knows it has only a few hours left to swallow the fruits of the air that it breaths.
Aug 1, 2018
Aug 1, 2018 at 2:49 AM UTC
The flame from the candle in front of me is dipping and waving quickly. I feel that maybe it’s anxious about it’s impending death. Swaying up and living voraciously, because it knows it has only a few hours left to swallow the fruits of the air that it breaths.