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WEBSTER'S
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A candle burns to comfort me
through glowing warmth of heart;
a sparkling flame to put forth joy
in the solitude of dark.

Oh, candle, burn to cradle me
on cold and gloomy nights;
encourage invincibility
with flames so mightily bright.

My grasp is but a moment
and the interruption sweet;
your symmetry should tease
within my instability. 

My attachment proves a bitter thing
that tests my inner soul;
dependency beneath your wing
of inexplicable control.

Disparage not the radiant blaze
as you believe you might;
pronounce its mere fidelity
to celebrate its light.

Now should I move or breathe upon
my sedentary fist;
t'will wiggle through the air as though
to leave my cozy midst.

Oh no you don't you naughty flame
be still and burn 'til then;
for I will only flip a switch
and turn you on again.

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Harbor's Delight

Willow

A Caddy's Lament

My Musing

Frivolity

The Doll House

The Interrogation

He Had No Hands

Fickle Candle

Pine

Prince of Memories

Marsh Meanderings

Thanks

My Room

Fall at Twelve

Baseball

Khanabad Mice

Dormant