Lost souls brought together with an innate meaning, reaching throughout the world, encompassing everyone in it's wake.
Concentrated efforts brought together to end another's suffering on this earth.
Life closing it's doors, turning lights off as a person moves from one room into another.
So quietly and gently it is hard to say just when it happens.
Candles of life are burning, shining their lights upon everyone's sight.
Radiating from heaven and spent in different ways, tapers of our lives are of different sizes, burning and extinguishing themselves at separate times in life.
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