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By The Candle Light

It's 3 in the morning

And he's by the candle light

The place is silent

Except for pencil sounds

And heart pounds

His eyes cold and strained,

Fingers creaking with pain

His back strong, his spirit unbroken

His head still, his mind open

Pouring out ideas, bright

By the candle light

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