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The Dancing Light Of Candles
The Dancing Light Of Candles
Flickering shadows cast upon the night
Phantoms leaping on oak panelled walls
Where the final breath of evening gently falls
The white and orange glow of candlelight
Will soothe the nervous child and ease his fright
Or so your aged memory recalls
Flickering
There is no more a sweet magical sight
Than darkness where a defeated demon ...
Saturday 18th April 2020 3:38 pm
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