Flameless
It used to shine so bright
every day and night!
Almost as if it was an eternal flame
but it stopped and theres only one thing to blame.
One day the wind came through
It was something we weren't used to!
Wiping out all the joy we had
making everyone feel sad.
As that flame stopped
the good smell dropped.
It lost its fruity smell somehow
so no one wanted to be around it now.
People started to leave
it became a place you wouldn't believe.
It was dark and cold.
It was like this until it grew old.
Then one day people came
with a light of a match it was the same.
All that was needed was the helping men
for everything to be happy again.
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