In Candles...
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Eric Cockrell
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my life is written in candles,
some that have burned
through the darkest nights,
some that remain unlit.
some that wait for passion unreserved,
some that applaud holiness,
some that undress for sin.
some that have names, others faces....
some that sound faintly like rain.
some that smell strongly of love,
others as bright as the stars.
and the last one nearly burnt down,
waiting for the wind to come...
when silence strikes the final match,
and fills the void with music!
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