The Flame

Time slows down.

It never stops.

The lights flicker.

Then they pop.

Life moves on.

Death comes for all.

Nothing is certain.

Nature makes us small.

We begin a fire.

Tinder used first.

The flames burn brighter.

Then coals are produced.

Things begin.

Things end.

We all live and die

but the flames inside

are what we burn for.

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