A flickering, A Moth
through Darkness is lost
Moving vainly toward the flame
stepping into the wooly light
And the Shades beneath the candle
move circling in the Night
Not a lament nor a sound
just a moment, a sudden dawn
There's no flickering, there are no Shades
only a light amidst nocturnal Graves.
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