I am a dim and tiny candle
In a sea of darkness shining,
But I will keep on spreading light
With the message I’m defining.
Perhaps one person may spy the glow,
Seeping dimly from my flame,
And spread it to another
Because to it he came.
So though my light be soft and dim
And my message written small,
The hope that even one may learn
Makes me give it my all.
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