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So, and so, etc.

So we gamble.

Burning like the flame of a candle.

It isn't much, 

yet it cant be touched.

Humans are walking vandals,

the heat such a rush,

we disreguard care for

any burned by the touch.

We all wither one another

for none sake.

And theirs not enough love

for loves sake.

Or even hope at all

Still, i wont digress any longer.

My garden,

all of them

roses.