Father of Lights: A Prayer
I am like a flame, the candle tossed here and there by winds, a bulb under the command of a switch, a shooting star to wish upon.
I am like a flame, the candle tossed here and there by winds, a bulb under the command of a switch, a shooting star to wish upon.
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