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A Lighted Candle
You move with a slight tremulous motion
As you plead earnestly for a chance;
You sway and dance so frantically,
But you grow weak and dim,
And as the shades of darkness fall,
Your life becomes extinct.
The little thoughts we cherish,
And strive in our hearts to kindle,
Are often smothered by a stronger flame
And passed into oblivion.
Written by Grace Vera Postles (1906-?)
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