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Blackness around me Death beckoning Fighting, fighting I don't want to know Reaching for comfort Reaching for peace I find the answers To questions I didn't know I had - Survival Keep living Fight the devils Breathe! Cupboard, find Candle - White candle, tabletop Strike match, light candle Purity, a cleansing Of my soul; Easing out of the darkness, Flickering, gust of wind, Old ghosts passing by; White candle - Working magic, creating dreams Of better times. Full moon, raging fire Of a single candle On a tabletop; Mesmerizing. White candle, gone out, Peace at last. I shall sleep this night.
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