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Tinder

Tinder

Mom told us not to play with fire, I don't know why she would bother.. we kids are too simple to put forth any effort into building one anyway. In a generation of instant electronic gratification we seem to prefer the fleeting warmth of a quick match and enjoying the flimsy flame of hasty relief that it brings. Eyes blazing as our scorching desires dwindle and turn to smoke. "Wow, that was hot!". Strike another match. This one will light the fire to keep me warm at night. Oh how it burns...Will I ever learn?

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Christopher Correia

insightful, creative, fresh... enjoyed the point of view, terrific read, Gage, welcome here  

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