Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Flickering Candle Comments

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by my father
Thomas stefanski

My life is a flame, like that of a candle. And like a candle, the flame is small and weak. In the wind I wavered, in the rain I sputtered, and somehow life is breathed into it. Despite many close calls, it continued to be fed with the oxygen it needed to survive.
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Zachary Stefanski
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