Lights

The lights on in a walmart on a saturday night flicker that bulbs about to burn out much like people the lights turn on when were born and flicker in the Hardest moments in life replace the bulb start again fresh bright new the lights dim during dull times finally fading into oblivion at the end of a lifetime so How do you measure a lifetime? In moments, memories, metaphorical light bulbs in a walmart. Lets find out together.

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