Candle
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Candle melts and drops down, and swiftly hardens up again. Keeps an impression of the time it was glown. Memories are all the remnants retain. Today falls and becomes yesterday, present turns out to be past The flowing time lays on its way, pleasures that do not last. The moving hand of a clock, and the beating of our heart Possess the power to construct, to heal up and restart. Candle melts and drops down, belongings may all vanish. But the joy of enlightening a candle is assured never to perish.
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