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		Imagine a flame 
can you see the bright burning 
lighting everything above a certain point? 
Can you feel the dark pool of shadows underneath? 
Watch as the flame flickers and dies, 
the coldness closing in. 
You know it’s coming long before 
you see it. You think of it when you light the candle 
And you blow out the flame. 
 
Imagine the opposite. 
A pool of cold, clear water. You can warm it, freeze it. 
The reflection is like human nature 
when the surface ripples you see unimaginable depths 
 
I can feel it surrounding me 
there is no way out 
the light flickers over the surface and the cold blue lives within the flame. 
I burn the water, drown the flame, 
but as I reach up I burn my fingers 
and the water closes above my head 
so that the reflection is upside down 
inside out 
and the sun bubbling in a different medium. 
 
And sometimes I feel it warming me 
I treasure the flame 
until it flickers and sinks 
where the shadows gain yet another inch 
and I fail over and over 
again to relight the candle to make the shadows disappear. 
 
And the stars above me lift me up 
till they fall down. 
 
In this silent world I live
	 
	
	
	
	
	
	
		
		
		
		
		
			 
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
	 
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