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torch


looking out my front porch,

which had a very nice view,

had next to it a very big torch.

as i stared at the torch the flame grew.

i stared and stared at the torch

(of which was next to my porch)

and i thought about the existence of this torch

was it there to scorch?

and then all the sudden the flame on the torch flickered like crazy went out.

why did it flicker? what was that about?

was it to show things dont last forever?

and then i thought to myself "eh, whatever"

i went back inside and forgot about the torch

the one of which was next to my porch

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