The candle is burning,
as my mind is turning,
deep in the darkness of night,
As it burns brighter,
the forest turns quieter,
silent in the darkness of night,
The stars twinkle softly,
orbiting so slowly,
shimmering in the darkness of night,
The moon pulls its cover,
as the clouds become it's lover,
sleeping till the twilight of night.
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