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Mar 2021
When one door closes, another opens
An optimist's dream,
and a pessimist's nightmare

Backs may be turned
and a door may be shut

But a candles flame burns,
late into the night

No foul winds or foreign rain drops,
can extinguish it's light

Even tho the door is closed,
to an old friend the candle always burns bright.
Writing this in remembering of an old friend drifting and moving on in life.
Written by
Joe Julian Grace
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