Inside me, there is
A little burning flame
Which is warm and full of passion
That tries to grow with every breathing
Though, sometimes, it’s not allowed to
And it’s hard to get lit
Maintaining it still burning
Maybe it would be easier to just let it put out
To close that air where it spreads
To make that light stop illuminating
That’s what sometimes I wonder
What is this tiny flame for
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