Candle - Poem by Nezima Badusha
now i realize one thing that
life is like a melting candle..
spread always light to all
until become shapeless..
no one may be cry for it
if the life lost to it...
it will be the lose of itself...
but it provide light until death
there will be a satisfaction
which is most valuable..
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