Candle burn
In your heart
Bring to life
That last spark
Fire grow
Fed with warmth
Loving touch
In the storm
Blaze return
Into ash
New life grow
From a flash
Woods spring up
Full and strong
Tree of life
Shall last long
That tree bears
Lovely fruit
Tough tainted
With hate's root
On it goes
With no end
Causing pain
Just to mend
A silent breath
That swears and oath
The growth of death
The death of growth
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