once again I'm in the dark
lighting the candle
over and over —
until I finally lit up the candle
only to realize
I've used up all the matchsticks
and they're all looking at me,
burnout but happy,
that finally there's the light
and I found my purpose
Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 2:08 PM UTC
once again I'm in the dark
lighting the candle
over and over —
until I finally lit up the candle
only to realize
I've used up all the matchsticks
and they're all looking at me,
burnout but happy,
that finally there's the light
and I found my purpose
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