. I
ho
ld a
candle
in
the dark,
A flickering,
vul ner able
thing,It shim
mers in the
unfelt wind,
I hold it
T I G H T,
With my fing
ers curled,
Around a tiny,
white - wax
world, Where
orange & red
dance, In an
endless roma
nce, Held tog
ether by my
hands, As if all
this hope had
plans
I hold a candle in the dark,
A flickering, vulnerable thing,
I hold it tight and glistening,
For only I can hear it sing.
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