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Literature and Poetry/

Fania Bergstein

I lit a candle

In the dark of the night I lit a candle,
A small and joyous flame
The stormy night was annoyed,
The wind that blew was annoyed
“I will extinguish you cheeky candle”
Said the angry voice of the wind
Fade and die without flickering!”
The cloud shouted
However the flame burnt on
laughing and glowing
My little candle in the storm
Knows no fear 

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