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The Candle

Gently dancing,
Lightly prancing,
The candles flames casts shade.
Shade of mystery,
Shade of fright,
Yet there is no sound to hear

Leaping High
Toward the sky
The candles flame casts light.
Light of life,
Light of hope,
Yet there is no sound to hear.

Curling round
Without a sound
The candles flame casts smoke.
Smoke of doubt,
Smoke of time,
Yet there is no sound to hear.

 
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