i love this, like candles on a birthday cake. like the light can be the only one to hold hope. without that…once it’s gone, there’s nothing. no one will sea you….in the ocean.
not bad. violent clouds obscuring the true source of light for a time, a storm only lasts for a while if you can survive it, and then the candles don’t mean anything on a sunny day. rock on baby.
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i love this, like candles on a birthday cake. like the light can be the only one to hold hope. without that…once it’s gone, there’s nothing. no one will sea you….in the ocean.
not bad. violent clouds obscuring the true source of light for a time, a storm only lasts for a while if you can survive it, and then the candles don’t mean anything on a sunny day. rock on baby.
– Glass