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| 46 5/9/01 Flame Life One never knows if this day is their last, But to fearing the end is near, Is to through away all your freedom, A life is like a lit candle, Calm at some points, Barely lit at others, And everyone once in away it dances in the wind, But the flame does not fear its death, It just sits thee burning, Not even thinking of the end, The flame consumes all and whatever it wants, I now envy it cause that�s what I want, But for what I know, If I go to sleep right now, I probably won�t wakeup, But acting like a flame I now am, I�m going to go to sleep, Right after I put out the flame. |