A star
That shines all night to fade away
But
A cool light
Is emitted
A blossom
That lives just once
To die another day
But
Its fragrance
Prevails around
That sun
That rises everyday
To set off at dusk
But
A new life hope is left
A moth
Circling the flame
Burns to death
But
Leaving unforgettable thirst behind
No
I am That flame
That before the moth
Burns to ashes
But
Leaves a lingering feel of light thereafter
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