First a gentle flicker then the flame begins to move Darkened shadows lurking in the corners of the room As the light gets slightly brighter The shadows start to dance Light entwined with darkness Seem like lovers at first glance, Across the floors and ceilings, The lovers now do play, For this is there only chance, In the failing light of day. But the dancers seem to tire, As the flame begins to fail, But they'll meet again tomorrow, In another romantic tale.
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