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After Eight Moments…




Come worries, come sorrow,
Bad days that make me feel low…
Come anger, and disappointment,
Dark ghosts that stalk and torment…

As long as this frail little light keeps burning,
I need not fear to be brought to my knees!
There is no shame on the occasional kneeling,
For every getting back up is a victory!



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Description for the visually impaired; Close up on the flame of a candle burning in the darkness. 


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