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Alone and Weary




It's not one of the blues
but merely physical dues
feeling so weak and exhausted
a typical cycle of humans indeed.

Watching a lighted candle dying
flickering, dancing and tears falling
soft wind blowing and challenging
if how long can its light sustain.

It's glow sometimes slyly fading
humbled by wind condescending
as it comes back to life unwavering
a brilliant shine brings hope a meaning.

Closing access of wind to come in
brightens the dark room by the light within
the flame steady and no longer enduring
until it dies, no more tears, and stops breathing.

*Pinky*

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