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Candle Light… With the sun gone and the nights dawn, I fear the darkness. Grasping for hope, grasping for light where there is none, I wander in the darkness. A hole in my core, a leak in my essence, I bath in the darkness. Waiting for that moment to come, Waiting for the pained peace to settle with the dust, No longer waiting for that sweet song, I cherish the darkness! I am one with the darkness, I am reborn in the darkness! But then…. like a train from a far, A gentle light…. a threatening light…. Like a breath of new life…. Comes the candle light