Did I see a flicker, glimmer, ray of light or hope in some far-off stained glass window,
where pillar candles melt upon mosaics,
where rosehip stearates clutch at evanescent perfumes,
where wax encrusted drips turn into cherry blossom plasmas of the mind,
when hardened tallow rims are all that’s left for those who clingfilm second chances!!
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