A single brightly lit flame wavering in the wind. Dimming slowly as time moves on.
Wick of Fire
A single brightly lit flame wavering in the wind. Dimming slowly as time moves on.
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Deep thoughts. Tear drops. Late night talks. Pain stops.
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A single brightly lit flame wavering in the wind. Dimming slowly as time moves on.