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The Candle


As the wind blows, your soul flickers
Tossing your light about.
A small scent escapes you
And pleases me.
Suddenly the light is gone and
A fowler smell fills the room.
You life is gone
And I relight you.
For, unlike my light,
You can be replaced.

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