The sparkler spread warmth, light, hope and demonstrated multiple paths to branch out.
It consumed itself in the process, the memories remaining red hot, albeit for a short time.
The transience brought back memories of her mother’s suicide.
Written for 3LineTales , Week 48
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So sad…really moved me, even if the feeling I felt was hollowness.
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Thanks. Wishing you a very Happy New Year!
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Happy New Year🎉
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Thanks. If it touched you, I succeeded.
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Oh my gosh–heart-rending.
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Well done, Reena. Concise and emotional.
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Thanks, Franci!
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