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Monday, June 27, 2016

Hope

I saw the flicker of a light,
It has grown dim.
It's diminishing.
I try to hold on,
Fix my eyes on it,
It fades still.
It's not a flicker any longer.
But a flame.
My eyes lit it
From a flicker
To a flame.

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