A desire in the candle,
Makes its way to handle,
The path of the wind,
That tries to douse its light,
Swaying along with the foes,
Not going against the row,
Dancing as the wind blows,
The candle can still glow,
In the middle of the dark nights,
In the brightness of the sun light,
Peaceful when it rains with storm,
The desire of continue to be alive,
Lighten up the evil meddle,
With gentle wave of strength,
Let us live our life as the candle,
The end of it not at a distant,
Spread the love to the hearts,
Infect happiness in our homes,
Tomorrow will come for pleasure,
When everyone around us,
Know our values to appreciate.
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