I truly thought that it was outlandish.
To think that a fire burns before candles.
The wax melts just after heat.
So long as I believe, the magic it keeps.
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Magic
Poetry"I always loved those sparkly twists. If only I knew the harm in false bliss." A poem of all the magic in living. It's not always bright, but just enough light. ⚠️May contain triggering content⚠️ The cover and any other artwork is not mine unless sa...
Candles
I truly thought that it was outlandish.
To think that a fire burns before candles.
The wax melts just after heat.
So long as I believe, the magic it keeps.