hope is a low burning candle
buried deep in cavernous catacombs
beneath the darkest castle imaginable
the wind may blow, howl in darkness
but that little flame burns hotter than the sun
we lose sight of it, this elusive light
as we explore our dark world
but we always feel it's heat, as if pressed to our skin
don't give in, don't lose heart.
just think of that flicker and all will be well
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