I watch the candle as its lit,
Burning down oh so calmly.
Shining the gentle light,
The only gleaming thing in the room.
The smell of the ashes
And the burning fire,
Fills the air, spreading the comfort.
I watch the candle as it burns out,
Fading away oh so quickly.
Burning out the fire,
And shading the empty room.
 
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