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In The End
In the end of all time no one lives
Time is nothing no existence
From beginning to end, it is all just a flash
Like a candle burning in a dark cold room
Its flame
It’s very life giving light
But in the dark cold settles in
Fades, as to die in a house with little warmth
Even a small candle can help when a light goes dim and fades away
we forget about the light that flame gives to us
but when you look back you will see that all this time the flames never stopped to shine, never died out, there always inside all of us the memories that keeps our very own flame from growing dim.
I dedicate This Poem to those who have lost and the ones long forgotten.
