A Bright Flame
A bright Flame in a world of Snowflakes
Surrounded by those who melt
At first, she tried to stay small and hide her warmth
Afraid to lose friends and family, that they would melt away
But soon, she realized that by staying small
She was only hurting herself
That those who mattered would stay by her side
No matter how bright and warm she bacame
As the little Flame stareted to grow
To Become bright and brighter
And the Snowflakes around her
Started to melt, to complain that she was too bright
That her being a Flame in a world of Snowflakes was wrong
That she needed to become a Snowflake
But, she didn't listen
She knew that a Flame needed to be bright
And as she grew, she met other Flames
She had never known that there were other Flames
The Snowflakes around her had been too thick and close to see them
Their light had been hidden
By the Snowflakes that had surrounded her
And as she came together with other Flames
They grew brighter together
And became a light for the world to see.
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