In the heart of darkness, a solitary flame
Dances with the shadows, whispering its name
A beacon of hope in the depths of night
Guiding lost souls with its flickering light
The candle stands tall, a symbol of grace
A guardian of secrets in a sacred space
Its waxen form melting, like tears of the moon
As it tells stories of love, loss, and doom
Each gentle flicker, a moment in time
A memory captured, in rhythm and rhyme
The dance of the flame, a silent ballet
An ode to the past, a tribute to today
Oh luminous emissary of time
Your soft glow a comfort, sublime
You illuminate the darkness, chase away the fear
A silent sentinel, always near
So burn bright, oh candle fair
Illuminate our hearts with tender care
Your light a gift, a symbol of grace
A reminder of love in this fleeting place
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