He was the light of her life. When that flame burnt out, he abandoned her in her darkest hour, frightened and alone. At the end of the day, she found her light within.
Light your own fire
My journal of big words and pretty pictures
My journal of big words and pretty pictures
He was the light of her life. When that flame burnt out, he abandoned her in her darkest hour, frightened and alone. At the end of the day, she found her light within.
Thin spiral notebook 
What a poetic story you have created in just a few words.
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I like the rise, fall, and second rise of encouragement you created in so few words. (:
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Tara beautiful and encouraging..finding strength – very nice .
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it is that inner light that keeps us moving. well done!
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There is so much strength in this. Brilliant.
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Powerful. True. I don’t know any woman who is not represented by these 33 words.
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every word was powerful, together ..they LIT ME UP.
I love your words my friend.
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Nice composition and flow! Well done!
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Well… this is well put together! Nice.
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Like how you wove “light” throughout the story. Men leaving their women during a time of great need. Ack!
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