By Candlelight

Theres a lit candle on my desk
It burns slowly and lights up the keyboard
It helps me write and when days are dark
And when nights are grim and when life is feeble

It glows it warmens it softens my skin
It brightens the eclipse of which I am in
When my skin turns green from alienation
I look to the candle for purificication

It’s stubborn glow symbolizes motivation
And I get power and strength to write
When we sit by the desk slowly typing
Both day. And night

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