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Wick-lighting

January 2, 2009

The day did not dawn, just lightened from murky to gloom as the sun made an unseen arc. It was the kind of day that required candles from just after waking, bright-dancing sentries against the fog outside. Inside my apartment, I moved from room to room in silence, muffled by weather, lighting wicks as I went.

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