Far From Flames, By E. K. Rulings (me)

On a cold Autumn night

A melancholy tune rang

In the mind of one detached from love

Sat far from the small fire

Far from the light

A somber melody they sang

Alone in heart, yet not above

A primordial urge, a desire

Fading from light to dark

The contrast is surely stark

But remember

Even a tiny spark

Can still become an ember

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