Each day the fire slowly dwindles being taken in by the howling winds that surround this island that is my heavy heart. I’m running out of sticks to keep it going.
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-Their names and contributions sparkle on almost every page; what set out to be a summer task of reminiscence turned out to be an ordeal of love.-
