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A candle extinguished.
I relinquished my soul.
The flame of my spirit I did forego.
My outlook was bleak, left with only a spark.
I always knew my flame would return
without wanting to burn everything in my path.
I recollect and smile at those years spent in the
dark.
Only from pain can we grow.
My candle, once extinguished, now emits an
orange glow.
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