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Submitted:Aug 24, 2012    Reads: 9    Comments: 3    Likes: 3   

Where walks the candle

Guided by the hand of the dead

From which direction, comes the ill wind

That seeks to sell darkness

Stairs offer chance to fall

Uneven floors snag careless toes

Still the glow illuminates

A history of travel

Wet wax gathers

Spun webs bow to evil

A once blind corner

Is introduced to light

Where now walks the candle……………


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