By candlelight I write
Dancing shades with each stroke
My pen transforms
Like a paragraph para-phrased by a quote

Transparent illumination
Just enough for the eye to see
Blind to the future
But like a blind man the future we still see

Candlelight dances
Revealing pre-determined glances

Flames drunken in trances
Flickering in the night
Thoughts exploding with pleasure
When by the candlelight I write.

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