These are but tiny little sparks.
Let them breathe and they will grow.
Keep them in darkness and they will still shine.
But may they never be smothered or crushed or discarded.
May they never grow old and tired and stale.
May they never be ignored.
May they never be forgotten.
May they never die.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
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