A dim and sickly child of a flame.
Fragile flickering wick against the wind.
Afraid, let hot wax droplets fall afraid.
Within the flame, a stronger flame within.
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About Me
- Adam
- I'm an unemployed dad at the moment. I practice Kung Fu and meditation and am experimenting with making lion heads or similar monsters out of garbage. But haven't been very successful. I paint with water on a Buddha board, and I guess I'll try blogging and reading more often.
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