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The Flame
Dancing
On-off
electric blue fading, changing, rising
into bright orange
it is still, then continues to dance
casting moving shadows
along the weary walls
weak, yet illuminating
Here, a single prancing flame
will brighten your path
even if it is small
and quickly fading
will burn the world to ashes
though it started with a spark
what was once a dark room
now hosts a bright little flame
prancing
off-on
bright orange centering, expanding, revolving
at electric blue
it slowly dances, and is then still
bringing light, to the darkest of hearts
illuminating but weak
here, a lonely little flame
it will die,
even if it once was great
will darken
even if it once consumed the world
what was once a great bright light
is now ashes
in a dark room
On-off
electric blue fading, changing, rising
into bright orange
it is still, then continues to dance
casting moving shadows
along the weary walls
weak, yet illuminating
Here, a single prancing flame
will brighten your path
even if it is small
and quickly fading
will burn the world to ashes
though it started with a spark
what was once a dark room
now hosts a bright little flame
prancing
off-on
bright orange centering, expanding, revolving
at electric blue
it slowly dances, and is then still
bringing light, to the darkest of hearts
illuminating but weak
here, a lonely little flame
it will die,
even if it once was great
will darken
even if it once consumed the world
what was once a great bright light
is now ashes
in a dark room
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