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The Candle
Di Carla (del 25/12/2001 @ 00:00:00, in Poems, linkato 2994 volte)

A cold breeze blows out the flame
of this candle while unknowing people
pray for this holy night to come.
Their hearts are love,
their souls are hope.
But I'm not here anymore,
I'm distant,
in another place, in another time,
where you never need a special day
to feel love,
where you can just see that in those
who are close to you.
But does this place exist?
Will this time ever come?
If someone only takes my hand now
and says "everything's going to be alright",
I will believe that.
And this candle will burn again.

© 2001. Written on Christmas '01.