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May 2014
I'm like a candle,
surrounded by your light.
No matter how bright i shine,
no avail.
Yet in the darkness of my despair,
you finally see my flicker of light.
But my wicker is already burnt out,
the wax has run.
Now try and light me again,
when its already too late.
Written by
Joahne Lee
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