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In a place of darkness there's a light so dim it's almost gone. Quietly tip toeing myself across the darkness. Deciding where this light shining comes from. You can either feed it love or you can sit in the complete darkness as the light diminishes itself out. I sit here quietly contemplating my life. Asking all the questions I could think of. What's the worth of a priceless penny that had no bearing to weigh?
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Feb 18
Feb 18, 2026 at 11:36 PM UTC
The Silent Candle
In a place of darkness there's a light so dim it's almost gone. Quietly tip toeing myself across the darkness. Deciding where this light shining comes from. You can either feed it love or you can sit in the complete darkness as the light diminishes itself out. I sit here quietly contemplating my life. Asking all the questions I could think of. What's the worth of a priceless penny that had no bearing to weigh?
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Feb 18
Feb 18, 2026 at 11:36 PM UTC
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