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Little Candle My little candle does shed a little circle of light, which guides my way in life on a migratory flight. The warmth I feel within my heart it stays, and in the setting suns on my horizon does my spirit plays. Rejoice thus I within its glow a flicker on my cheeks does show, to smile with nature's creations whose names I need not know. So might I remain forever true and free from snaring Dead Knowledge, to hold fast my candle vigil over the lightness of my passage. Whence with age my eyes doth fail I hope the sparkle within to keep, and follow my heart into the wonders of a star-spangled sleep. |
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