Candle

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My life is like a candle,
Sometimes I want someone to blow me out because the wind is too strong,
And then sometimes I want make a fire,
I eventually die from wax melting me away,
I eventually live again by someone who lights me.
Sometimes I wick around furiously
Or I stay still till a wind
Touch me I will give you pain, rain is my hate, open my gate and you will be too late,
Because now I have grown into devouring anything in my path and yet I leave silently and quickly if you just call my name





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