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The Candle

Life is like a candle, in the beginning it is the brightest it will ever get.As with time though, the flame slows, dragged down by a sea of wax, flickering, almost gone giving up.But, at the darkest moment sometimes a hole opens and the wax is released, the candlee explodes with fire, dancing with a fury long forgotten, then descends
and simmers lighting the way until a flicker. One last gasp and gone.
We cant choose the candles we are, we may have short wick or a very long one. But one thing we can and should do is light as many candles along the way as possible.

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