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Mar 2020
Like a candle, small
fragile, easy to blow out

with a set time to burn
always flickering about

like a candle,
we live like the light;

we burn short,
but we burn bright.
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Written by
Maja  15/F
(15/F)   
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     Laiba and Marta
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