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The sun,
donning his golden crown,
caresses the sky
with crepuscular rays.

The moon
borrows his silver robe
from the sun
and lights up dark roads
and lovers' moods.

Candles,
by destroying their aortas,
melt themselves
for man's romance.

Fireflies,
with their glowing rears,
fly around
and provide visual treats.

I'll spread my light
the way I want
just like the dazzling sun
and the beautiful moon.

I'll give myself
to spread light
just like the sacrificial candle
and the evanescent firefly.

Don't ask me
'why' I spread my light
the way I do.
I'll certainly not change it
just for you.

Just sit and wonder
'how' I do the same
and think of ways
to spread your own light.