Thursday, March 18, 2021

Lights out

It was once a mere beacon.

It shone brightly.

It was incandescent.

It was fleeting.

It was once beaming.

It has now been reduced to a mere flicker.

It slowly got doused. 

It won't be long now until it completely burns a the way out.

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HLH 3/18/21©️

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