The Amalgamated Flame

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Commentary and analysis for “A Glance at The Amalgamated Flame” As life progresses random and particular memories stick out for some unannounced reason. This grab bag of memories has no real overarching theme, but rather something of substantial mental thought, enough to dwell on it causing it to stand out. This poem exemplifies this random assortment of thoughts and theories in a chronological almost third person omnipotent fashion. These thoughts have left some impact of my life in some way, both positive and negative, but without them I would not be who I am today. The first three stanzas all recall happy memories, two of which happen far into the past and the last of which come in some late recency. All of which I believe set scenarios

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