[“We each have a special something we can get only at a special time of our life. like a small flame. A careful, fortunate few cherish that flame, nurture it, hold it as a torch to light their way. But once that flame goes out, it’s gone forever.”]― Haruki Murakami
I am a cotton bud
soft heart and a mild whisper
this hot tears won't
extinguish your fire below?
nimal p.dunuhinga
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